Responding to the haiku invitation at Naturalist Weekly.
This week’s haiku invitation is to write a haiku or senryu using “dew” as inspiration.
Morning’s dew is light
I pause, inhale its radiance
the pansies beckon
(because pansies are more in line with early autumn blooms)
dew on shaded algae
stark cicada shell
flower-laden graves
(Photo taken the last time we visited the graveyard)
© selma
Thank you for reading.
p.s. I searched for ‘dew on pansies’ on Pixabay and these wet beauties resulted.
I’m a simple woman who dares to see the beauty in ordinary. I’d love to connect with you and like pen pals, I want something beautiful to blossom between us. Will you join me? Selma is my middle name. Its meaning—peaceful, complete, are euphoric affirmations I like to think of myself as having. They compliment the joy I feel when I write. I sincerely hope you decide to join me on my writing journey. I Wish You Miracles.
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WOW… so beautiful…💕
Wow… thanks so dearly. I value that wow more than you know. Blessings. xoxo
Selma, two lovely haiku and photos
I’m so happy to know you liked them, dear Cheryl. Thanks my friend. xoxo
Lovely Haiku.
Aww. so thrilled to hear you say. Thanks so much. xoxo
My pleasure.
The quote from In the Shadow of Rainbows, the photo and haiku are beautiful. From one barefoot girl to another, Selma, you brought joy to my morning!
The second haiku and the photo are so poignant. The gorgeous photo of that lovely grave affected me deeply. When I was very young, I explored many old graveyards and read the headstones. Our church once held an Easter Sunrise service in a graveyard, an experience I will always remember.
As an adult, I have opted for cremations because of environmental considerations. Something has been gained, but something has been lost, too. It was memorable and satisfying to put soil on my grandmother’s grave with just my brother and sister present after the crowd had left the graveside service and something comforting about remembering the pink granite heart with my grandparents’ names high on the hill in the little Pennsylvania town where I used to visit them.
Now poems are my memorials to those I have loved and lost. I think I will write a poem about that moment alone with my brother and sister after my grandmother’s graveside service. Thank you for the inspiration, Selma. <3 <3 <3
Barefoot and happy… Thanks for sharing that with me, dear one. I value you. And I’m so glad to have added a spark to inspire a new poem. Cicadas or the cicada shell in that photo are symbols of transformation. I should have centered it better instead than on the side. Anyway, there it is. Blessing.
Lovely seasonal poem
Thank you, Sadje. Your words are encouraging. xoxo
It’s a pleasure my friend
Beautiful, amazing poems.
Arigatou (thanks) xoxo
A lovely post with beautiful poetry, Selma.
Thanks, Luanne. I appreciate the visit and comment xoxo
You are welcome!
What a great collection for this week! I am really liking the dew on shaded algae. Thanks so much for sharing and linking up.
Thanks for the informative post and inspiration to write. Bless you.
Interested haiku with photo. Beautiful written.
Thanks dear Raj
Most welcome my dear,!
I love your poetry! Both so beautiful.
Thanks for this. Xoxo
You’re welcome!
Lovely Haiku, Selma 💗 I wish you miracles too.
Aww thanks. All we gotta do is notice. 😁
These are very lovely poems, Selma. The second haiku is beautiful and thought provoking. The first is very
lighthearted and makes you want to dance…a wonderful image of dew on pansies!
I’m thrilled you saw them that way. Beautiful mind 👏🏽 thank you. Xo
I looked for your blog Maddy but couldn’t find. Bit saw your Haiku in comments of Mark’s post. About the dew taking longer to dry now. Love it. Yes the morning sun is a tad bit more gentle. Love the new season. Let’s enjoy. XoXo
There is a calming sense with these poems.
Happy you thought so, my sweet. Bless you.
All beautiful poetry in this post, Selma. Hope you’re feeling better. xoxo
Feeling better. Thanks. Hope same for you. Have a great day. Xoxo