five seasons in tanka

New Year:

moonlit
deep shadow
within my footprint
an apostrophe
between old and new

 

Spring:

along the swell
a woman’s love
arisen
the taste
of beginnings

 

Summer:

damp sand
remembering patterns, traced
with my fingers
the Pleiades
over your shoulders

 

Autumn:

frost-blighted
bowls of wild carrot
bow to the deer
where you see trails
i see goodbyes

 

Winter:

quilt bundled
only the sound
of snow pellets
sliding into my footprints
softening time

Carpe Diem 
(Five) Haiku by Jane

Jane’s Haiku:

New Year:

New Year’s snow
a radiance in dark pines
white full moon

 

Spring:

the night is shortened
by your letters on the pillow
here beside me

 

Summer:

I come to you clothed
only in the dampness of fog
and our dancing

 

Autumn:

autumn’s summer heat
on a white paper you drew
a smiling sun

 

Winter:

home again
raking in the Zen garden
the oldest pattern

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