Tag: Haiku

Morning airport drive

 

Barcode staccato

road, sunlight cuts through the trees;

it’s home via Rome.

 

by Scooj

 

Insect bites

.

Beastly legacy

of an Italian trip

helps us remember.

.

by Scooj

Montone

Cluster of houses

and a fortified town wall

medieval streets.

by Scooj

Esibizione degli sbandieratori del castello

 

Italians do

medieval pageantry

so brilliantly.

 

by Scooj

 

Lucky find

 

In Cortona streets

I chance upon some wheatpasres

well, who’d have thought that?

 

by Scooj

Umbria

 

Rolling wooded hills

peppered with small farmhouses

unparalleled view.

 

by Scooj

Journey

.

From an early start

and weary miles; cicadas

sing us a welcome.

.

by Scooj

Time for a break

 

There’s too much to do

what is undone stays undone;

holiday begins.

 

by Scooj

Dad

 

Now that he is gone

I think more about him than

when he was living.

 

by Scooj

 

Long tailed tit

 

fluffy, scruffy ball

in uncertain surroundings;

young bird forages.

 

by Scooj