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hanging over the mountain--
the Milky Way

---Shiki
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Archive: Haiku by Pravat Kumar Padhy, Mann Library, Cornell University

Feb 28, 2021 | AuthorPravat Kumar Padhy

so much to speak before
she left smiling

 

wild flower–
I breathe my
loneliness

 

melting away my pain— garden dew

 

the zero-shadow moment I am with myself

cherry blossoms—
the scent bridging
the long river

 

moonlit shadow
the old dogs lick
each other

 

blue earth–
lone robot on
the moon

 

deep dark space
many cosmic townships
with their own light

 

early dawn–
millions of stars
in dark

 

moonrise the sky from the oncology wing

 

 

early evening
the bat moves
moonward

 

Dog is misspelled
the child discovered
the Great

 

 

composing haiga–
painting sunlight
with black ink

 

 

a piece of chalk in my pocket first day of retirement

Valentine’s Day—
between you and me
a thin moonlight

 

 

flock of sheep–
the moon guiding
the evening

 

 

morning breeze–
the remnant rain drops
holding on to leaves

 

cattle herd
the one who walks
differently

 

deep silence–
planets move around
without noise

 

red carpet–

the monks walk

barefoot

old palace–
the guide speaks on
behalf of the king

 

 

foreign land–
amongst all strangers
a known moon

 

coins our ancestors exchanged a great length of time

 

 

first rain
the paper boat carries
my childhood

 

 

tea garden–
the narrow lane
leading to the sky

 

 

winter morning
the scarecrow with
a snow-cap

 

 

desert journey—
camels follow shadow
after shadow

 

 

sunrise–
the morning enters
without a knock

 

October snowfall
tree still clad in Summer's leave
break under the load

Dog day haiku

1/
a narrow escape
from my alter ego--
culmination

2/
dog day
his solar panel harvesting
withered leaves

3/
midday drizzle:
perfect distraction
from his diagnosis

4/
high noon--
the ice cream guy
gets one for himself

5/
the kiss
I never steal--
first rain

--
Wedomartani, October 23, 2018

Colour Change


cosy warm blanket
colour change the patchwork
late Summer

around Thanksgiving
pumpkin collapse disorder
eats jack-o-lanterns
monochrome art-form
after Autumn's color spree
frost gilds each grass blade



The wrought iron sign
Holding two black silhouettes
To stare across lake.

My wine


A big surprise

My grapes carry within

Its own sweetness

-

Overraskelsen

Mine vindruer kommer

Med sødme indeni

leaves in the wind -
at the end of the street
a red pillar box

..summer frolic

cooler winds,
subside a day or two...
as we summer frolic
~~
..Spt. 27, 2013; (C)2013  Spiros Zafiris
..mostly channeled; spirit Ram
~~

leaves suspended

in spider treads

silent windchimes

pappus of Goldenrod

seeds by the wind

a promise of return

spiders web
dancing in the wind
autumns delight
geese skein
the grey clouds -
light rain