Wet Day

sky riddled with clouds-
they rival fog’s foam blanket
on this wet day
~
ah, a travesty-
the pale blue sky reflected
in a pool of mud

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A gentle effort to write something, after reading this awe-inspiring haiku by Sogi:
ah, for coolness,
it rivals the water’s depth –
this autumn sky

Linking it up with Carpe Diem Special # 125.
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Soaking

unheeded
soaking the grass greener-
December dew

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Linking it up with Carpe Diem Special # 122

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The thoughts also become foggy just like these days sometimes. I remember such incidents which are of no significance anymore. They are smeared with the ink of the past, which one can’t change.
The dew of hope soaks the memories and dreams, making them appear brighter than they ever were or would be. This grass still grows within me, as December is passing by, and another year would soon be erased from our lifetimes.

Anm

Jane Reichhold Inspired Creations

 

deep snow

the horse walks the paths

of summer

~

pacing heart so fast

a summer day memory

frozen from within

~

walking in the fog

the steps that echo so deep

dark shape emerges

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*For Carpe Diem Special # Jane Reichhold Haiku. The first haiku is by Jane Reichhold; the other two are my inspired creations.

31 December

I hope you all have a wonderful 31st December.. Party hard but take care- don’t start the new year with a hangover. Happy 31 December- the last day of the year… the last day of the diary marking 2012!

Begone this year

for there is another one

to take your place

on our desks

and in our diaries

and on our walls

and in our schedules

but you will still remain

somewhere within our hearts

in the form of memories

both good and bad

but you will not be lost

forever

you will come back

in the night

and sometimes during day as well

to remind us

that you were there

to guide us forward

to the future.