DAILY PHOTO: Scenes from the Sundarbans

Losers, Finders; Nester’s Blinders [Sonnet]

I ventured beyond civilization,
   and (by man's definition) I was lost.
 I knew no near city, state, or nation.
   Who knows what backwoods borders I'd crossed?
 I'd drifted down streams: still and rapid tossed,
   and when boat filled faster than I could bale,
 I took to foot. Onward at any cost!
   I passed over mountains and through their vales,
 and trudged the badlands, unparted by trails.
   But he who's lost is often he who finds,
 and I learned history's forfeit details
   in form of ruins in a sheltered blind. 
 Oh! What novel and beautiful sights
   are had by lost souls in eternal nights!

Sundown River [Haiku]

shadowland edges, 
and a liquid metal stripe:
river sunset.

Autumn River [Haiku]

tall grass sways
beside the serene river
one warm Fall day.

Placid River [Haiku]

the river’s flow
doesn’t disturb the cloud’s
reflected drift.

Amid the Oaks [Haiku]

it’s cool & rainy, 
but the canopy is green:
last days of summer.

Advancing Forest [Tanka]

the forest stays low,
 creeping up the valley: like 
  advancing forces,
 but that hill isn't taken --
  season after season.

In Tall Grass [Free Verse]

Do you feel unease,
walking in tall grass?

Visceral tension?

A primal impression from a time
when a wounded beast
[on its belly, &
with labored breath]
retained enough energy
for one last lurch
to impale its hunter?

A raspy groan or bloody burble,
and the jerky wave of the grass
might be all the warning one got
before 
The End.

DAILY PHOTO: Valley to Khangchendzonga

Taken in May of 2022 in Khangchendzonga National Park, Sikkim

Mossy Tough [Haiku]

rolling stone: no moss?
it thrives in cold, flowing streams
of Himalaya