weeding dandelions  -
his white head
amongst white heads

dog biscuits
scattered over the path
slug frenzy

snapdragons
still flowering merrily
wet summer

we yearned for the

Forest of Arden but found

just an allotment

dead conifer
becomes a support for bindweed
white trumpets

portrait of a humble bee
happy embracing the rose
could be karma

crocosmia
like birds of paradise
scarlet heads

unripe cherries
already eaten by a thrush
she starts on the raspberries

red columbine

DianART / Diana Teneva's blog: red columbine:

I mage credits: Jo-Ann Ordano
© California Academy of Sciences

five sepals of
a red columbine –
garden candles

hammering
and the whine of brick cutters
building site curses

crow squawks
in the early morning light
cat fight

father
quiet by the gardenia...
quinceañera moon

a distant motorcycle
penetrated the darkness
a fox's bark

summer vacation  -
candy-floss
...clouds

summer journey
between glittering columns
of midges

dogs barking
in the early hours
catflap rattles

yesterday's summer
fades slowly into grey
a dead sparrow

sunshine
after the night rain
last of the raspberries

incessant rain
keeps the bees away
fruit goes unpollinated

midday - already 

twilight under this

July sky

slipper orchids
invade the back garden
weed control

..breath

muggy days
the  nearby river's breath
rolls by
~~
..(C)2012 Spiros Zafiris
~~

a scream
echoes through the night air
mating foxes

night sky
turns from pink to grey
gentle rain

dawn crow
complains about the rain
cold bed

sunshine
scattered by cherries
open windows

ladies' slippers
flower profusely
greenhouse brambles

spikes
of purple buddleia
among the raspberries

Two tanka for my mother

1/
in wooden armchair
my mother no longer knits
slip, stitch and pass
the piece she made wholeheartedly
was raising a wayward son

2/
the meaning of getting old
my mother told me about
hair loss
I realize how hard it is
to say an early goodbye

next door's chickens
make a morning presence
his dogs bark

yellow roses
fade into watercolours
cherries ripen

Soft dawn

dawn softly creeping
through bedroom window
awaking
with a smile
this vacation morning

lavender spikes
perfume through rain-washed air
garden mint

raspberries
picked over by blackbirds
and the odd guest

birdsong
among the dripping leaves
and tiger lilies

next-door's chickens
serenade my ablutions
hungry dogs

SOME FRESH HAIKU | Ram Krishna Singh | Article/Story/Poem/Essay | Red Room

SOME FRESH HAIKU | Ram Krishna Singh | Article/Story/Poem/Essay | Red Room

an aeroplane
fades into the distance
the hiss of rain

tipping the rose
to smell  -
cascade of rainwater

long iris leaves
floating in the pond
silent frog

raindrops
hanging off the leaves
microcosms

an orange geum
rescued from a dump
flowers profusely

there is nothing

of the pigeon - but a

garden of grey feathers

a chill wind
the cat stares outside
hoping for sunshine

Robin-run-the-hedge
tangles up the hyssop
convolvulus