I’m close to one third of the way through The Fellowship of the Ring, audiobook version, and enjoyed the tale of Tom Bombadil immensely!
tom bombadil and
the daughter of the river
all the love needed.the nonsensical
melodies and rhymes and songs
songs brimming with lifenight sky, full of stars
night air between march and june
mars tangerine brightbe kind, friends, be kind
a smile that costs but little
to comfort the sad.
What if the last song
you heard before you passed o’er
was the chicken dance?
I heard you all yawn. There have been quite a number of haiku this month already but how could I not do haiku today, for National Haiku Day? You knew that already. So without further ado…
spring slipping out
of the shadow of winter
in spring’s shadow hidwhen the night brought snow
we watched so unbelieving
hope of spring shakena month of words found
to joy, to sorrow, to life
to savor and hug.a walk in the words
wild side and homey pathway
revealing vistas.
The last two days I’ve had few words. I will report that I started listening to the first book of Lord of the Rings and it is FABulous!
In April snow fell
on a night cold and windy
the morning was white.The shiny new snow
on an unexpected day
made the sky more blue.An April commute
A black and white flash and dip
Ancient woodpecker.
That’s right just a few posts ago… first daffodil photo of the year. But at midnight, those daffodils are having a cold night and those peepers are holed up somewhere hopefully with someone nice they met last night.
In the last analysis it is our conception of death which decides our answers to all the questions life puts to us.
