Showing posts with label November. Show all posts
Showing posts with label November. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

The outside the bar on a November morning haiku

She holds her warm cup
as if it were a gift from 
the gods of autumn.

– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2015)

Note
Based on an observation from this morning. Being smokers, Mona Lisa and her Indian companion were outside and shivering while I was enjoying the warmer climate inside.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

The grace haiku

Sitting in the sun,
watching the turtles play in
the warmth of the sun.


– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2015)

Note
The truth and nothing but the truth a few minutes ago when this came to me and I went upstairs to write it down. Italian sun in the middle of November...