amber drops
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amber drops
haiku collection by Liliana Negoi
along the river
a narrow path slithering –
here and there, iced mud
snow on the fir trees –
the hissing scintillation
of the hatchet’s blade
winter’s private stash
of sweet-scented summer dreams –
a frozen rosebud
small is the window
for the cold, silent crescent –
empty, the tea cup
on the rocking chair
grandma’s knitting needles sleep –
near them, a spider
at grandma’s windows
a bunch of mouldy flowers –
no birds in the sky
hanging on the wall
grandfather’s last photo –
dust covering it
snow began to melt –
the magpie soothing its thirst
from the rusty eaves
alone on the road –
in the distance, a white stork
landing in its nest
on the apple bloom
a caterpillar passing –
wedding in the yard
puddles after rain –
a pigeon strolling over
my bathing shadow
broken lily cups
embracing orphan raindrops –
last night storm’s playground
stepping at a run
on the sun in the puddle –
on soles just water
clouds drifting away –
a swallow harvesting mud
to repair its nest
dusk falling swiftly –
caressing the tired hooves
the country road’s dust
spider weaved its web,
but the only catch so far
a shiny dewdrop
peasant with a yoke –
water in the two buckets,
water on his brow
freshly fallen dew –
on the field of red poppies
a million suns
the shadow’s contour –
after a month of raining
the first ray of sun
in the old forest
a woodpecker taps for worms -
far, a semantron
black rosary beads –
the crows aligned on the fence
watch the hearse passing
cold bitter coffee –
newspaper opened at the
obituaries
the chaplain fishing –
his bucket just as empty
as last Sunday’s church
a hole in the fence –
imbuing it with blue sheens
the eye of a child
curtain fluttering –
bravely surfing on its waves
a small ladybug
swift, a butterfly –
in the corner of my eye
a shadow fading
lonely lampion
watching over empty nest –
evening flies swiftly
the jump of a cat –
from the wooden fence flying
just a few feathers
in a dust vortex
red and pink chase each other -
two rose petals swirl
footprints in the sand –
wave by wave the ocean makes
the shore new again
summer sun setting –
the shadow of the house fence
looks like prison bars
sunrise reflected
in a falling drop of sweat –
men harvesting crops
moth-courted lanterns –
looking at his holey hat
a beggar can’t sleep
dawn fills my tea-cup –
yearning for a pair of socks
my toes sip sunlight
raking withered leaves –
from a distant radio
a Requiem flows
writing poetry –
on my fingertips ink drops
of black Muscat must
tender memories
sheltered by chrysanthemums –
too soon they wither
the last plum tree leaf –
it seems only yesterday
flowers graced its arms
a withered vine leaf
scribbled with mud and raindrops -
autumn’s autograph
chippy blue tea-cup -
on fall’s chilly battlefield
a brave warrior
orphan rusty leaves -
waltzing astray in the dusk
the ghost of a tree
riotous sparrows
quarrelling over gobbets -
in the tree, a cat
October morning –
in the naked cherry tree
no more songs today
snow covers the ground –
beyond the sweaty window
poinsettias
grandmother’s stories -
naked apple-pips hiding
in the grandson’s palm
mistletoe-decked hearth –
a widow, over again,
stirring the embers
six in the morning –
the pen, forgotten opened,
ditched for a pencil
on the wooden bridge –
snowflakes like cherry petals
swirling and swirling
soft whirling snowflakes
play in the air around me -
frozen butterflies
the old lake dying –
now i can see the stones thrown
when i was a child
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