Amber

A gogyohka twitter sequence sparked by the word amber.

Photo©Baltic-amber-beetle

among grey pebbles

smoothed by cold waves

beneath cold grey skies of a Baltic beach

amber glows

with the light of the past

 

in the great green forest

a pine tree seeped and wept

aeons of golden blood

insect sarcophagus

sunset caught in a transparency

 

time past

amber light and silence

except for the wind in the trees

and birdsong

and the grinding of grey pebbles

 

on the cold beach turnstones

turn

stones

searching for boneless food

not amber

 

pick up the stone

colour of twilight

washed glass-smooth by cold waves

beneath a grey sky

and dream of lost forests

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Blackbird

 

blackbird brings the spring

sings the opening flowers

from the hedge

when leaves turn and fall red-gold

his last song sings out summer

Harvest moon

A gogyohka for Frank Tassone’s weekly haikai challenge.

Photo ©Jessie Eastland

 

this moon rising red

through the dying sunset

setting silver at daybreak

a bridge of light

spanning worlds

Silver night

I posted this five line poem on twitter:

 

deep night

the world is pale

silver

as lunar dust

sky a velvet robe.

 

then worked it up into a butterfly cinquain.

 

Deep night,

the world is pale

silver as lunar dust,

sky a velvet robe, diamond-specked,

dancing

to the moon’s song gently humming,

owls’ soft brown feathered songs,

the lullaby

of trees.

Fig thief

Photo©Marton Berntsen

willow warbler

slender elegant

you slip first among the figs

choosing always the ripest

leaving me the empty skins

Gone

 

Gone as far from sight

as the hawk

from drifting speck rising

drifting to nothing

against the vast blue

Morning rising

 

Morning cool as deep pools

bright as water-dazzle

spreads and flows over damp meadows

a rising tide singing

with the babbling of blackbirds.