Tag: Senryu
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17.10: Crispina’s #108
Senryusuch slender shouldersstill they carry all the bluethe whole sky can spare Haikublue bells in the grasstoo soft for our ears to hear,they summon the rain Haikublue rain flowers ringsomewhere beyond the meadowa cloud turns for home Written for Crispina Kemp Challenge #108. As a child we called Harebells by a different name (folklore) Blue Rain…
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0407: Journal of SenHai
Nature Never Apologises Senryuthe quiet hillsidesomeone had to say somethingin brilliant red Haikubefore the rain comesthe hillside lights its lanterns …scarlet aloe Written for Susi’s SenHai Saturday . Image from Unsplash. Poetry and prose ©Misky 2006-2026.
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0606: Journal of SenHai
Senryuold branch, new blossomsthe tree never complainsabout starting over Haikucherry blossoms glowalong the dark and patient branchspring borrows the light Written for SenHai #55 Image from Unsplash.
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16 May: Journal of SenHai
Senryuhe stares down at melike someone deciding whetherI am worth the fuss Haikumorning pelicansea-light rests along his beakthe sky stands upright Written for Susi’s SenHai Saturday #52. Photo by Rod Long on Unsplash. ©Misky 2006-2026.
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2103: Journal of SenHai
SenHai 44 Senryuwe built a crossingbut never asked if we’d returnthe same as we left Haikutimbers lost to mistno path completes what we begansilence spans the gap Written for SenHai Saturday. ©Misky 2006-2026.
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1402: Journal of Thoughts
Senryuat the mountain’s footwe bloom anywayno need to be tall Haikujagged peaks at dawnyellow flowers hold the lightspring defies the stone Written for Saturday SenHai Poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2026.
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0202: Journal of Thoughts
Senryuwe call it orderbut the stones made their own waylong before we named Haikurain sleeps in the cracksof a thousand quiet yearsgold dust in the hush Written for SenHai 37 . Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI. Poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2026.
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110126: Japanese Short Form Poetry
Senryuleaves frame the old homessomeone lives here, quietlymending the day Haikustone learning stillnessmoss writes its slow green letterswhere rain remembers Senryuleaves cling, moss clingsin the window, a single lampclings to its warmth. Haikubrick wall, stone housesall framed by the patient mossof time letting go. SenHai #34 poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2026.
