Wednesday Walk In Tiny Poems

who would not
put one foot forward
and then another?

black walnuts -
treachery from above
and below

which way?
shady and dew soaked
or sunny and dry?

buckthorn arbor
drawing me
on

clouds
hovering over
my path

hear the dog
splashing
in water

silent
immersion
still and alive

we have been
made afraid
of peace

home
happy
hungry

This is my long overdue entry to Hive account@tattoodjay's weekly and wonderful Wednesday Walk initiative. How I wish I could capture color and breath the way that he does!

I've been writing a lot of haiku lately, thanks to Hive account@dbooster and The Blockchain Poets community. I find my tiny poems are often more powerful and clear if I use even fewer than seventeen syllables. A reader has to think more, to be more fully there.

Thank you for coming along.