try to remember how the milk blossoms in tea peony petals

& equinox began with 1st frost of the season, a day of soft light & shadow (all peripheral, out of corner of yr eye), gentle arrival of evening & all that will fall glowing

Swans heading south

Seagazing, I wonder. These sparkles must be telling secrets. Nah, Beach Crow says. The sea whispers her lickle myths into shells. All about moons & stars & comets. But that's how most water began. As comet ice flying through space. Cor, says Beach Crow. That's why she's full of sky. #whistpr

autumn chill even the housefly motionless #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku

Hello. There seems to be another surge of new followers recently so let me re-introduce myself. I am a nature lover living in beautiful Nagano, Japan. Bilingual in English & Japanese. I take photos of lichens, bugs, and plants, and post them on bluesky. 地衣類と虫の人。

midnight forest~ i become one of the silences #haiku

goosebumps chill breezes kiss summer goodbye #DailyHaikuPrompt (chilly)

equinox— I stand on the fulcrum, feel the sun on my cheek

Damien & issue co-editor @rhonagreene.bsky.social, are bright lights, who bring beauty to the world w/their talent, their own works, & their generous, genuine support, lifting other artists. It's an honour and a thrill to have a #poem included! #poetry #prose #art #PoetryCommunity #WritingCommunity

twilight sky all the stars I still can’t see fill me with light #SenryuSunday #senryu #haikul

#DailyHaikuPrompt #touch a touch of silver on the conifers - early frost

midnight stillness for want of birdsong the sky grows somber #haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt

lichen on the roof all the colours of our lives that nobody sees

& late-september (cousin of late-april), a hare from a medieval codex spills rain somewhere; it is the time of fires, & open skies (flight frankfurt - mexico city comets over the lane)

the dark half - night before equinox - the plough moves beyond the kitchen window again

late at night alone with the stars I shrink to the size of the moon in my eye and lean on the light others make

Sydney Heads (2), 1925, hand coloured woodcut by Margaret Preston, influential Australian printmaker #WomensArt

your eyes Are like this lovely level light that lies Along the storm-swept grass now day is done— Clear shining green Expectant and serene Against the calm and dark beyond the sun. ☀️ #poem excerpt: Ethel Arnold Tilden #art Stefan Thaler (detail)

"The clouds roll on. Silent as sleepwalkers the clouds keep coming from infinity bank behind bank and line after line, and change colors on the earth." -Rolf Jacobsen 🤍🎶🌛🤍🎶🌞🤍

above and below… it is impossible to count the stars #GreenSat #haikusaturday #shahai #moss #haiku #haikuchallenge 📷 my iPhone

first yellow leaf who knows how many mornings we have left #DailyHaikuPrompt (morning) (needed to correct this)

cloud shadows you frown when you think I won't see #DailyHaikuPrompt (sombre)

midnight canyon- my howl splits into seven wolves #haiku #poetry #wolves #wolftwin

look up and it’s dark under trees a little light skims the fox’s eye

alley at dawn surviving like graffiti --Onifusa Sato 夜明路地落書のごと生きのこり　佐藤鬼房 #haiku #gendaihaiku #translation

the color of here’s my love beyond reality #haiku #poetry

cloudless sunset an enormous blank sky to write my longing #haiku

paper rainbows taped on a rainy sky v shaped birds fly like high notes on a music score #tankathursday #tanka

rain pats my shoulder autumn turns #♡ᝰ.🖋️ #poem #poetry #poetrysky #3lines #writingcommunity #autumn

Skyful of wonder— The old maple tree and I Take #stock of our lives (My 📸) #vss365 #haiku

shadow and light cascade in the autumn wind spin floss and golden #dailyhaikuprompt cascade

Sunday's #NationalPoetryDay 02.09.2025 'Play' poem was written this morning in the rain. Well not actually in the rain, maybe that's Monday's poem. So it may not be finished... @domconlon.bsky.social @piecorbett.bsky.social @brianmosespoet.bsky.social @nic-davisson.bsky.social @lizpoet.bsky.social

drooping sunflower the bees don’t mind— golden hour #haiku #micropoetry

vines of bittersweet cascade over fence and post Autumn equinox #dailyhaikuprompt cascade

in unison nine harvest moons glow on our screens #haikuchallenge #dailyhaikuprompt

jdubqca.com/2015/09/30/w... WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS #poetry <Sep-2015>

crossroad oak- all four directions in its shadow #haiku #poetry

a butterfly flutters open revealing glyphs I cannot read #haiku -ish

#haiku crescent moon the evening ghosts will be late

Untitled Cloudy and cool. The shed skin of a rat snake has blown off the back roof and dangles in the branches of a walnut. In the next tree over, a gray squirrel walks to the end of a limb, sniffing each walnut, and picks the one at the very end.

blue sky~ birch leaf drifting down and down #haiku

harvest fields each sunflower a wick that the sunset lights #haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt

Today's Feature at MyHaikuPond.com family dinner— everyone chewing on the unsaid Neena Singh Haikuniverse, September 18th. 2025. haikuniverse.com/haiku-by-nee... .

while we are sleeping the green notes of the beechwood ripen to a chord

long short story

& in wisp of cloud before a new front & darkening distance, a chevron of pink footed geese squeaks over & wavers, then turns its own needle towards coast

Spotlights in the warehouse illuminate an old house. There's nothing else but shadows. How could you not recognize your childhood home? It burned down years ago. Ashes in the snow. You shouldn't be here; it shouldn't be here. #Puzzle, prank, or- The front door opens. Ware the house. #whistpr

tiki bar what passes for a lotus petal #DailyHaikuPrompt

late morning a butterfly fades before the moon #dailyhaikuprompt #morning #haiku #micropoetry