Shallow Water [Haiku]

a shallow stream,
 texture everchanging,
  glazes the forest floor.

Advancing Forest [Tanka]

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

Canopy [Haiku]

the creek bed is wide,
 yet dark by dome of trees
  that stretch for light.

Open & Shut [Common Meter]

I pause in woods one winter day 
 when leaves stick to the ground,
and twigs and trunks stand stiff & straight -
 a breeze the only sound.

It's a world without walls or bounds,
 but one can't see a mile.
One's sightline is obscured by trees --
 their trunks not single file.

A world, at once, open & shut
 to eyes and ears and mind.
But I've never felt so at home,
 for i'm no lonesome pine.

Town & Country [Haiku]

from the forest hill,
 the city seems hazy.
  in the city, same.

Lonely Forest [Haiku]

despite all the trees
in this densely packed forest,
it feels lonely.

Where Live the Idyllic Folk? [Sonnet]

In rustic cabins far away from here
there live some happy people of the woods.
With ruddy cheeks, they're exemplars of cheer.
They never visit cities selling goods.
They live on what the forest can render,
and that's not so much, but it is enough.
They tune themselves to nature's vast splendor.
In cold, they don skins, but when hot, go buff.

Or, perhaps, I lie, and no such people
exist in this world or any other.
And woods people fuss on matters, fecal --
just like you, I, and all our grandmothers.

These cheery, simple woods folk must exist,
if only in the mind of this fantasist.

DAILY PHOTO: Granite Lumps Under Monsoon Skies, Ramanagara

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Forestless Forest [Haiku]

in the forest --
the forestless forest --
planted by hand

Autumn Afternoon [Haiku]

autumn afternoon.
the sun penetrates deeply,
feeding the grass