Two things are certain

Two things are certain:
Humanity will vanish.
Nature will prevail.

 

Adios for a while

Surrounded by books
writing is nothing but joy.
And nights getting long.

Harbingers of spring

Busy visitor
Mason bee meets daffodil
Harbingers of spring

Beers & Books CCXLIX – Tanka and Haiku

Japanese Seasons
Tanka and Haiku
from thirteen
centuries

Laughing Lhursday*

A wing mirror's wake
on a white winter morning
rhapsody in blue

* [For first time visitors]: Typo in the title? Nah. It's just that
I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.

Conifers

Reminded I feel
of japanese poetry
and kalligraphy

 

World Champions

And the Winner is:
Nation of Procrasti!
Who cares about peace?!

Time to relax

I think I'll be there
contemplating, pondering.
At least now and then.

Destination

A hot day it was.
Hot and humid. And my heart
was full of great joy.

Friday is Skyday

It was a fine place
to speak about refugees.
And to talk with some.

Friday is Skyday

Friday the 13th
completing a sun orbit.
What a fine omen.

Refuting Cicero

Two beers are enough
to prove Cicero was wrong:
Belhaven & Daracha

Signs of Autumn

Four ...

Six ...

Nine ...

More and more migrants
are gathering day by day.
Their aim: Africa.

Poor Children

Toys in abundance.
What did they teach two children?
I want more more more! ...?

On the Road

A misty morning.
No supremacists around.
Weather knows no race.

August beginning

What a mess, you think?
Well, it is: And it is not.
It's diversity.

Friday is Skyday

He smiles happily.
Poodle resting on his head
seems deeply relaxed.

Friday is Skyday

After a tempest
looking northwards of Seanhenge
enjoying great peace

Bloomsday, not Joyceday

Thus spake Leopold:
If it were to honour Joyce
it would be Joyceday.

Bloomsday

Feeding us

Boring photograph?
It does bear a promise, though.
One year's potatoes.