autumn wind
a chimney sweep’s shadow
slips down the roof
windless morning
only the snapdragons
are moving
cloudy sky
a lingering fragrance
of rotting leaves
blooming lily
a Chopin mazurka
from the window
deserted playground—
on the hopscotch board
a yellow leaf
sunset—
only the scarecrow’s shadow
grows in the winter field
distant shore
only spring moon
near by
sunrise
brightens the garden—
the glitter of chicory
the first tone
of nightingale’s trill—
spring full moon
spring equinox
daffodil
half full of rain
full moon
elder flowers
brighten the night
