суббота, 9 декабря 2017 г.

My haiga


My haiga


My haiga

My haiga /Winter/

My haiga /Autumn/

среда, 29 ноября 2017 г.

New haiku

foggy ..
white breath
of river

nothing between us..
a flock of blackbirds
in flight

scattered leaves
the argument
of the past

the first snow
from all my worries
the leaky boots

November moon,
violet at your feet
without flavor

New haiku

snowfall in city,
not a day passes without
an accident

the white- red
a color of my sadness―
the frozen roses

snowflakes ..
but when they melt
how sad I am!

in my garden
all wet from dew -
a cochlea

the eleventh month :
brigth moon brighter
into sky