Nature – Morning Haiku and Waka – February 26, 2016

Winter sunset

the passing of the day
painted passions

in this early spring
the mad painter portrays
his lover’s heart
splashing paint upon the sky
it dribbles down the canvas

she sang at dawn
by nightfall she was weary
red sunset


he tried to put her into a box
she slipped through a crack

so many definitions
no understanding

he tried to put her into a box
in 5 by 10 photos
mostly black and white

she slipped through a crack
spreading light across the sky
defeating darkness

© G.s.k. ‘16

Carpe Diem #926 Nature

Etched in Sunset – Minute Poem – January 28, 2016

light experiment_small

in the shadows of the gloaming
each line etched
against the lake
in black and white

in the twilight we leave the shore
and lake birds call,
shrilly voicing
their last goodbyes

in this moment of day’s passing
a star rises
to guide our steps
ever homeward

G.s.k. ‘16

The was written using the form Minute presented on:  Three-Day Midweek by Quickly’s Winter Doldrums

OctPoWriMo 11 – Chained Shadorma – October 11, 2015


in the sky
splashes golden fire
his spectacular adieus

slamming doors
unnatural calm
observing peach splattered skies
autumn evening

rare autumn sunset
peach stains run across the sky
in melancholy

© G.s.k. ‘15


Morning Haiku and Waka – February 10, 2015

standing on the shore dreaming
wisps of wind calling

ducks, coots a gull’s pass
in the stillness a sparrow
the sun bids farewell

a lonely soul
sings a sunset Pavane
lake winter sunset

the evening bay
ripples of light in water
first stars appear

a winter sunset
inside a desolate soul
beauty’s memory
and maybe time’s passage
is a game played by gulls

G.s.k. 15


Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s … Sunset … over a harbour

Sunset thoughts – Morning Haiku and Waka – October 1, 2014

sunset and moon light

sunset and moon light

under the moon scythe
greeting the Indian summer
– the screech of an owl

indian summer –
sunset red like the grape vines
another leaf falls

hot afternoon
autumn sun sets in the west
chilling the valley

ah – drizzling rain
complaining blackbirds calling
wake-up the dawn

Red Wolf Wordle – August 2, 2014

This is Red Wolf’s Wordle!


Not all birds are of a feather,
Sit upon the chestnut’s branches
The peacock trills alone
In a farm near my house,
His tail wheel colored in flashy blues …

The swallow blends in with the shadows,
Unlike the flashy peacock …
When the next full moon shines,
He’ll leave our shores for Africa
Perhaps getting caught in the monsoon.

The trills and fluty song on the wind
Of the birds at sunset,
Fill my heart with joy …
Standing on this mountain path
I sing at the top of my lungs.