Tournesol is still tilling the soil dans un jardin; slowly planting a seed here and there, hoping to see poetry blossom...a labour of love.
This blog will host short form poetry such as Haiku, Tanka, Tilus, Lanturne, Shadorma, Senryû...
Mother Nature Knows Best (Haibun)
My bare feet tickled by the coolness of the grass as I
stood to admire the full moon. Today is the last day. It is at its fullest but,
alas, there are clouds. One can see why
Mother Nature planned this for such simple beings as we are, how could we possibly
grasp such a powerful and illuminating moon?
Yes, indeed, Mother Nature understood fully that part of this glow had
to be draped by billows here and there.
The energy I inhaled looking up was quite imposing. I took in only what I could…Mother Nature