Thursday, December 04, 2008

a white chrysanthemum, said Princess Haiku


No one spoke,
The host, the guest,
The white chrysanthemums.

-Ryota

6 comments:

Yoli said...

What a beautiful and profound blog you have here.

rochambeau said...

Silence is sometimes golden.
Peace consists of the white chrysanthemums I do believe.
Hi Princess.
Lovely to see your bouquet here.
xox
Constance

W. J. St. Christopher said...

Lovely, mysterious haiku. Also, I love to see a big, shaggy 'mum still wearing its leaves.

Squirrel said...

beautiful grand white chrysanthemum

i was just thinking about you

Squirrel said...

and a small creamy button of of chrysanthemum


too

Princess Haiku said...

You must be a telepathic squirrel because I was rereading your letter today. I was so pleased to get a touch it, crinkle it, read it letter that I carried it around in my book bag for several days. xx