Posts Tagged ‘Old Painting: Snow Owl and baby’

More new haiku and an old painting.

July 2, 2018

Old Bird Paintings 5

(Snowy Owl and chick, Jane Kohut-Bartels, 2003)

Some have said that haiku are never subjective. I don’t believe it.

Sipping morning tea

I stare out the window

Nothing has changed

 

The wind chimes frenzy

A green sickly moon above

Fearful season

 

Lightning in the dark

The howl of feral dogs

Sleep not possible

 

Radishes are Up!

From such tiny seed they grow

Make stomach rumble

 

The morning glories

Twisting up the iron gate

Paint random colors

 

The hoar frost has left

A brown denuded field

Crows eat emptiness

 

Stars in possession

Of an upturned bowl of night

Mountain valley sleeps.

 

Jane Kohut-Bartels

Copyrighted, 2018

 

 

 

 


%d bloggers like this: