Mist wraps around trees
Like soft souls embraced at last —
Resting for awhile
Tiniest minnow
Reaches with but a ripple,
Making music known
Lobster-claw plant hangs,
Indifferent to being seen,
Yet living brightly
Framed full of lush green,
Birds sing near the shaded stream.
Here, I plant myself.
~ Quote of the month ~
“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.”
– Sylvia Plath (The Unabridged Journals)
Writing and photography by: Katy Claire Funke
So utterly beautiful, your poetry. It’s amazing. ❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you so much, Lucy. Your words mean a lot to me ☺️ Hope you are doing well 💕
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So very beautiful. I especially love, “framed full of lush green”.
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Thank you so much for your feedback, Nico ☺️ That is one of my favorite lines as well 🌳 Hope you are well.
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Your welcome. Yes we are good here. Peace.
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Amazing poem. You write beautifully.
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Thank you so much! 😊 I appreciate your reading and comment.
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I think the first and fourth haiku are the strongest.
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Thank you, Bartholomew! I really appreciate your feedback ☺️ I enjoy experimenting with haiku.
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Amazing poetry dear Katy. I hope you are enjoying the days of Summer. Having some fun.
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Thank you so much John. I am doing well. I hope that you are, too! ☺️
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