Showing posts with label nature poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nature poetry. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Midnight Garden




reprint from March 23, 2007



The full moon shines
with all its might,
drenching my garden
with mystic light...............

L. 11 years old



Flowers such as "Queen of the Night" bloom only in hours of darkness and belong to my sister's midnight garden. They open pale eyes under the light of the moon, when the rest of the world is sleeping. Their perfume is more intoxicating than ordinary flowers for they belong to dream and mystery. One of the night flowers; Cereus greggi blooms only for one midsummer's night each year. The flower exudes its exquisite perfume as night falls, then closes forever with the first touch of dawn. There are people who are like that too; special people who in a unique moment touch us with ephemeral beauty.


Wednesday, March 27, 2013

poetry of Amina Said



The Earth

carried sky first
born from a longing for light
the bird carried his cry

the holy stones
borrowed their form
from the sun the moon

and still the earth
carried the sky first

then came man
his extreme distress

around his cry
the matrix of silence
as his look more than anywhere
death

Amina Said

translated by Mary Ann Caws

Saturday, July 11, 2009

another season of chrysanthemum begins, says Princess Haiku



Follow the journey of these newborn chrysanthemum seedlings with me.



chrysanthemum shrine
offerings- a poet's gold
was this flower a dream?

Thursday, July 09, 2009

Haiku Master Buson



I found a little volume of Haiku by Master Buson which is perfect for this clear evening.

The going of spring!
The fading away of purple
from Tsukuba mountain.




world always leaving
spring,
the voice reflecting
a river.

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

Beauty awakens God/dess said the mysterious Princess Haiku



Moon


Why do I return
again and Again
to your altar.

Resplendent in your reflection,

I discover a mysterious
Solitary Us/twin
goddess Dispersed pearl.

Your real name.
Truth is this; your skin
Your beauty, spirit

Speaks on me- to me.

Moon/ clouded cratered
Lake of mind in her
Gorgeous tristesse



February 3, 2008

Beauty awakens God/dess