in the cleft of a boulder
a tree shelters
a roof open to the sky
the hearth grows cold
And a bonus photo, which I love but haven't come up with a haiku for yet:
Feel free to leave a haiku in response to the last photo.
All photos were taken in Scotland during September.
Lovely photos, especially the first one. I love trees that manage to hang on in unlikely places like that
ReplyDeletebeautiful photos with equally beautiful words to match...you have left me wanting more!
ReplyDelete& when i pondered the last, this came to me...
where do i belong
small stone in big boulder world
stuck in the middle
I found the movement of the second so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteLovely combinations! The photos are wondrous and the words are beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI wish I could respond by haiku!
These are wonderful. The haiku makes me wonder what stories the stones could tell!
ReplyDeleteMine's up at Writing in Faith: Poems
Cathrine, I am a sucker for stones and rocks and this post pleases my soul!
ReplyDeleteLove it.
The haiku? that came to me was:
Catch me
I'm
falling ...
There is a form of haiku that uses humour - rengu? maybe that's what my weak effort is trying to be!
Your haiku now, well, that's just lovely.
And I know what you mean about being 'let off the hook' re having to post - I can't wait until the 30th and then I am taking a loooong break (will probably still read other people's posts though.)
in the crevices
ReplyDeletesmall rocks nestle like eggs
in a stony nest.
how absolutely beautiful..i can hear the soft cool breeze
ReplyDeleteA roof open to the sky....stunning. Each haiku and photo delighted. jodi barone
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