hello moon #travelingwitch

. half moon the old barn door standing open .

stream in summertime— this joy of wading across with sandals in hand Yosa Buson | Totoya Hokkei (Trans. Makoto Ueda) #haiku #Japan

Monday This dawn smells like biscuits with strawberry jam on them. Really. Just smell it.

. gibbous moon– falling asleep before the amen .

the cemetery is quiet this morning like fingertips upon piano keys mist settles upon its soil & the ferns quake gently, sentinels of unsettled weather a man sits amongst the headstones hands rooted to the cold earth his face a garden, before the coming of the spring #vss365

her flying ship

RIP Robert Bly

self portrait

guide us home

pinwheel sky

. snowy evening the rabbit's path across my own .

bass picking bugs off the moon — Nick Virgilio

light in the attic— camellias carved in cinnabar — Tish Davis

Two poems

“...This is the solstice, the still point of the sun, its cusp and midnight, the year’s threshold and unlocking, where the past lets go of and becomes the future; the place of caught breath, the door of a vanished house left ajar...” ― Margaret Atwood © Suzanne Moxhay

a witch exit #travelingwitch

a minor spell #travelingwitch

solar eclipse the wheelbarrow filling with sunflowers #haiku #Eclipse2024 #Maine