Haiku, Senryu, and an occasional Haibun or Cinquain
I was out trying to capture the beauty of the moon last night and it was just like that - hopping up the branches and taking a rest on various trees. This is lovely, D!
I thank you, K.!__I expect we were not the only two people gazing at the moon last night, yet among those watching eyes, each set had their own fantasy; my hyper-imagination (an affliction) saw that orb as an owl's face... sliding from tree to tree. Well, at least, I admit my disfunction. __Smiles, K! _m
been witness to that universal scheme of things many times, well said, Magyar :)wishes, devika
Nice one, Magyar...
ok again i lost my comment so here it is kinda, i'm never up for the moon so I look up, to you dear Doug
Dev, __Eyes see... imaginations paint the scenes, that, I know you know;I thank you!John,__Your comments, always recieved thankfully.Frank,__Too... glad you visit here, and to recieve your kind words.LL,__Even if we are not awake to see the moon... it 'sees' us all, and LL... please, look up to yourself!__I thank you all. _m
Wasn't this just the best month for the moon? Lovely poem.
This was just downright beautiful M! And even more so because today for the first time in my life a Grey Great Horned and I inspected each other from a respectful distance. Gosh what a thrill that was...The moon has been hauntingly glorious these past few weeks.
This is lovely, funny that the only owl I see regularly is always in the same hole in the same tree
Sandy and Janice, I truely appreciate your comments of support, and Juliet... you are always welcome! _m
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