bare cypress quivering… tireless wavelets scurry before the icy wind
Al W Gallia 12-31-2022
Lake Martin, Louisiana in the winter! Not an egret, heron, or alligator in sight. Sunsets, cypress trees, blowing moss, shadows… all provide such beautiful settings and colors for poetry and photos. Love it!
The complete absence of sound…the smell and sight of fresh snow…my memories flow back from my winter walkabouts in Montana! So clean, so quiet! Yet I always sense God’s nearness. I do miss it sometimes. Blessings and peace, my friends. Happy New Year!
a withering leaf…/ remnants of nature’s beauty/ litter the forest
Al W Gallia
Some things are timeless… not related to human manipulation and degradation. The beauty of unspoiled Nature in her virgin glory, a gift from our loving God, is at the top of my list:
A golden leaf swirling in a stream’s eddy; mottled sunlight on a blossom; a cardinal sitting on a limb; a sand-fall down a canyon wall; even a new dandelion rising through a cracked rock. Whether a fading leaf or a wizened old woman, innate beauty never changes and remains locked in time, unblemished forever.
a circling butterfly touches down on her finger tip breeze blown wildflowers
Al W Gallia
True beauty has no need of mankind’s touch, but only to be left alone to radiate and be appreciated.
I am so proud to have one of my haiku included in The Haiku Foundations’ Haiku Dialogue selection for the prompt ‘rhyme’. Watching our bird community happily pecking away at wet seeds after a passing thunder storm provided the moment for me.
thunder fades … wet birds feasting at the feeders
Al Gallia 2022
To be included with the wonderful haiku of excellent international haiku poets is such a great honor! It made my day.
As early sunlight breaks over the trees at an Alabama state park, a light breeze begins to tickle the lake’s sleepy surface. A cardinal pair chirps nearby. The aroma of hot coffee wafting, I take my first sip slowly and begin to muse on God’s blessing of nature’s uncorrupted beauty,
shadows rippling over
Al W Gallia
A gentle voice I’ve heard so often in my mind reminds me again: “Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give it to you. Do not let your hearts be troubled or afraid.” Jn 14:27