четверг, 19 октября 2017 г.

New haiku

yellowed  leaves
I roam into the way
of butterflies

desert twilight
sharp emptiness
of the approaching storm

autumn colors:
the old dog loses the scent
of its master

another autumn -
scent of the departed
around me

Tuesday-one more
    fallen leaf
Beneath the moon

bare trees...

bare trees...
the quiet passing
of autumn days

воскресенье, 15 октября 2017 г.

the autumn (Foto)

the earth moves –
each time I wake
something new

воскресенье, 8 октября 2017 г.

My garden (foto)

new haiku

street lights
baked pumpkin pie
for dinner

aroma of life
smell of rotten leaves
in the autumn blanket

the aroma of life
is even present in
in rotten leaves

several rose petals
holds the light

autumn rain.
pianoforte exists
by itself

autumn show
for a moment the leaf
follows along

new haiku

October red-yellow
a watercolor palette
on the canvas

birch leaf.
a watercolor palette
of autumn

 waxing moon
I so haven't learned
to forgive himself

full moon
my long shadow
deep silence

autumn's  story -
in each leaf

morning breeze
shake loose the  dew
from roses

silent night
only lonesome sound
of a passing train

a flock of cranes
the irresistible urge to follow
toward south

пятница, 6 октября 2017 г.

Autumn (foto )

new haiku

rusty leaves
my reverie
about future

summer night
draw my star
in the sky

among the  white
one red rose

permanent grayness,
caused by a deeper
in autumn

sensation cold
I draw a snowman
on window glass

Sunday morning:
make a garden
first freezing

new haiku

neglected garden
my world of fireflies…
for sale

lonely walk –
stolen by  clouds

summer aroma-
of all her selves

first frosts
hues change
in her voice

aquarelle –
the baby's fingers
in paint

new haiku

the first kiss
mama’s :
early morning

butterfly dance
long conversation
with the wind

spring breeze
dandelion seeds
new place

 is free
enjoy the rhythm ..
autumn rain

a shy moon:
pale reflection
on her kimono

My new haiku from notebook

summer scent,
they smell the bird-cherry
white nights

nonstop work
the fluttering of baterfly
over a flower

the autumn
the storm time -
our lake

yellow moon
hesitate to tell her
herbs yellow

early morning
herbal toothpaste
on my stubble

My new haiku

early autumn –
beside me
dew and spiderweb

amber sunset..
my favourite colour..
of  her eyes

autumn equinox
cold wind
in one direction

explosions ;
the silent prayers
of  mothers

autumn dusk
I shovel away
the shadows

понедельник, 1 мая 2017 г.

new try jump into haiku

cannot hold the wind
the house door slams open
inviting me out

slowly unfurling
nestled below the bare
a little kidney

snowdrop flowers
a three days and
all life story

all calling
sounds of the springtime
in haiku

I smell the scent
of springtime

cold beer...
my thirst vanish
with every sip

суббота, 29 апреля 2017 г.

spring mood (haiku)

pen and ink
all I want to do
write the haiku

spring is in the air
all I want to do
write the haiku

fresh grass
are becoming  popular
poetry assemblies

quiet April night
soaring through sky
the crescent

conch shell
I still feel there
smell of sea

New haiku

spring sunshine
full of smiles
and I

from earth to sky
with ghosts again

new taste.
It's raining champagne
I've taste it ...

a beam of lIght....
just adds a smile
on my face

baby quilts
fresh fabrics
for spring

New spring haiku

the bush willow
sweet breath of spring
with every kidney

spring ramble...
scent of the sleet
on my path

young magpie
practises its song -
summer morning

cleansing  taunt                                                                                                                                    of springtime

our office workers
in freckles

суббота, 4 марта 2017 г.

New haiku

spring arrives
pushing and shoving
at the border cold

heavy clouds
on the other line.
such day today.

a lightning flash
on the power line
" fake news"

autumn song
irritate by the sounds
on the asphalt

blooms across
just above the horizon
a slice of moon

old aged
a few more

the sleet
the smudge of a path
color of spring

daybreak -
at the back gate,

how silently
drops by drops
 an icicle

spring day --
softened state dirt
on my shoes

my arguments
I hum in the key
of spring wind

shows clearly
spring begins with dirt
on my shoes

exotic dancers parade
until dawn

several million
hottest party of the year -
Rio Carnival.

half-hidden  from the eyes
the first crocus

spring frost.
an icicle hangs
from my nose

вторник, 14 февраля 2017 г.

Valentine's Day (new haiku)

Valentine's Day
hope to fall in love
nevertheless ..

Valentine's Day
again this morning
miso soup

three words of love
Valentine's Day

Valentine’s Day
full notes of love
of  thaw

I write haiku
little rays of light
this long winter

this Valentine
tonight every star
points to love

воскресенье, 12 февраля 2017 г.

New haiku

unseen has become
the visible

from the horse's breath
to flutter

the memory of wind
in frozen mist

the setting sun
a sense that I realized
path to truth.

early morning
a cock's insistent cry
between cuckoo

New haiku

wake up world,
not migrant children
just children.

groundhog day
everything you ever wanted
to know

before I
my dog sniffs up
first snowdrop

path to truth.
my parrot yelling out
front of the TV

my parrot lifts up
its voice

New haiku

mimicking the song
hoarse on the frost
a dog barking

voices  night
two owls transmit
last news

a new song
on frozen leaves
melting ice

rising sun
grows a garden in
lace shade

a new month –
on the my dog’s ears
new snowflakes

New haiku

new day !
doing something else
doing something

finally the time
writing haiku

all old
is anew new -
except me

the cold night -
through a  doorway
rows of icicles

my nose
drooping on frost

New haiku

a wisp of sweat
it is in my soup
much of pepper

Thai food
step in side of flavor
much of pepper

year of the rooster
Men’s Fashion
with dissent

fashion week -
throngs of well-dressed
on  sidewalks.

day whiskey !
isn't it time to try
something new