Senryū
The path says nothing
I follow its listening
deeper into green.
Haiku
Listening through green,
stone path curves toward the sea
wind enters the tree.
Senryū
The tree stands its ground
grass comes running with the wind
stone wanders away.
Haiku
Brown trunk in deep green
the stone path stitches through grass
wind unpicks the seam.
Written for SenHai Saturday: #68. Not all images are created with Midjourney, but all writing is my own original work. ©Misky 2006-2026.
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