vrijdag 3 oktober 2014

if you were a child

The small farmhouse has been deserted for decades. Doors and windows have been nailed up. Trees and bushes grow wildly, and no doubt small animals and a myriad of insects and birds (and ....?) have found a shelter in there somewhere. It's a house you would run past if you were a child.
Today however a lingering fragrance of flowers invites me to take a closer look; I might even pick a few berries and enjoy the

Autumn sunset
shapes stretch
into silhouettes

2 opmerkingen:

  1. Mooi hoe de proza overgaat in de haiku. Volgens mij heeft Jim Kacian dit ook wel gedaan in zijn haibuns.

    1. Ik vind het wel een mooie techniek. In elk geval is het leuk om eens mee te stoeien.