Young buzzard's frantic!
Hunger fuels the fledgeling's flight;
weary mother waits.
The prostrate oak tree
felled by a summer tempest
decays in long grass
Windfalls each morning
strewn beneath the burdened tree
-clean that apple press!
Silage is raked;
summer's rich harvest gathered.
Who cares if it rains?
The highest branches
dark with ripe purple plums
-let the wasps enjoy them!
Ginkyo Tree
A Ginkyo tree is an ancient relic, a survivor from times when man did not exist. It is an appropriate name for a site that seeks to capture the nature about us, and to keep man in perspective in that nature.
I've set this site up to cache my Haiku, which I've been writing on and off for thirty years. For those of you who don't know the verse form, it is Japanese and an ancient genre. Composed of three lines of five syllables, seven syllables and five syllables, Haiku are written in the present tense, refer to nature and are set in seasonal context.
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