For Vincent
my mind whirls
with the wind and the clouds
as I sit and think
in my room lost in sadness
the world I see
in vibrant swirls of colour
talk and sing to me
and yet, melancholy
fills my soul
I am alone – no one cares
scorned, abandoned
I tumble into grave thoughts
the mulberry tree
calls to me and I reply
putting paint to canvas
© G.s.k. ‘15
A choka written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie – Photo Challenge
Wabi-Sabi
the morning’s snow
i can chew dried salmon
alone
© Basho
on an old branch
young sprouts of cherry blossoms
bloom again
© Chèvrefeuille
under a street light
trees blossom in late winter
new snow falls
© G.s.k. ‘15
I love the concepts (and there are many) of wabi-sabi … the harmony, simplicity of the here and now, the flow of nature, the uncertainties, the “Is what it is” vision of impermanence all this and more of the concept fascinates me … I’m unfortunately in a hurry as I’m very late posting for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai’s post on Wabi-Sabi (been partying too much 😉 ) so please read this haiku with what I’ve written above in mind .. I’ll be working on this concept in the future. Bastet