DAILY PHOTO: Armenian Green Hills

“I have never seen ‘Volcanoes’ –” (175) by Emily Dickinson [w/ Audio]

I have never seen "Volcanoes" --
But, when Travellers tell
How those old -- phlegmatic mountains
Usually so still --

Bear within -- appalling Ordnance,
Fire, and smoke, and gun,
Taking Villages for breakfast,
And appalling Men --

If the stillness is Volcanic
In the human face
When upon a pain Titanic
Features keep their place --

If at length the smouldering anguish
Wil not overcome ---
And the palpitating Vineyard
In the dust, be thrown?

If some loving Antiquary,
On Resumption Morn,
Will not cry with joy "Pompeii"!
To the Hills return!

Summer Color [Haiku]

blooms & berries
color the scrublands
as summer peaks.

Everywhen, All In One Place [Haiku]

fallen leaves skitter
as grass sprouts in twined roots:
all seasons at once.

DAILY PHOTO: Mae Yen Waterfall

Ordered Chaos [Haiku]

a veiny leaf
is at once orderly and
fingerprint unique.

Harbor Watch [Haiku]

a shrine watches
over a calm harbor as
storm winds buffet.

Stumbling Urban [Haiku]

over a ridge,
and a sprawling city grows
into my wilderness.

Last Dance [Haiku]

tattered butterfly
comes to rest after a
spastic last dance.

Rocky Outcrop [Tanka]

the rocky tip
of grass-coiffed outcrop
is all I see,
but the sound of a crow's "CAW!"
comes through loud & clear.