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





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