Sharing a few other haiku poems with you here. Trust you will find pleasure in reading them. As the Master of Haiku, Matsuo Bashō reflects-
“Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces between the words and to journey into the depth of many multi-colored words.“
Strolling down the beach The smell of seaweeds throw back Heartache memories
One yellow blossom Midst of golden barley field A poem is born
Sweet white peonies Your scent on my pillows Nights without days
June wheat fields are gold Basketfuls of freshly baked Bread in every home
That’s about all for today, dear friends. Thank you for reading. Happy Friday. Blissful end of the week.
The call of the sea
Holds me spellbound as I surf
Up and down the waves
Sunrise golden blades
Slicing coconut tree leaves
Green peacock feathers
Photography attribution c Bernd Gisske
The call of the sea
Holds me spellbound as I surf
Up and down the waves
Photography attribution c Oceanvibration
Ethereal sunset
Evening wraps our desires
Nothing is amiss
My photography shot at Hibiscus Boutique Hotel Mauritius
From light to darkness
Stark and bereft of colors
Joyful tomorrow
My photography evening shot at Casita Mauritius
Rising sun at dawn
Awakening of the soul
A moment in time
My photography shot at Tombeau Bay Mauritius
Thank you for viewing and reading, my dear friends and readers.
Mauritius is a beautiful inland in the Indian Ocean. From morning to night, it brims with exquisite colors. Mark Twain said it all ‘Mauritius was made first and then heaven ; heaven was copied after Mauritius’.