inward – tanka
fall flows its madness straight into my cup of tea – sugarless amber: the honey in the glass jar smiles, awaiting patiently © Liliana Negoi
september
my marrow smells like autumn – september sank deeply its teeth inside my bones injecting them, like a snake, with the yellow sap of awareness. i’m aware. aware that i’m old and that the forest will soon be flooded with colors replacing the green. isn’t it ironic that a forest is never more colorful than … Continue reading
November Rorschach
Morning glides slowly along the wings of a dragonfly frozen in a corner and my window sighs, blessed with sunlight – November kisses seconds with the tenderness of one who knows that time is merely the perfume of existence. I see myself in a mirror through thick layers of smoke, “A thousand kisses deep” filling … Continue reading
fall-ing – haiga
haiku, photo and haiga © Liliana Negoi