
Sunset over the Lake by Efim Volkov
fog over empty pond
in wingspans of migratory geese
farewell to summer (Ese)
will the old man ever see
raindrops on a young girl’s cheek? (Björn)
Linked to Carpe Diem

Sunset over the Lake by Efim Volkov
fog over empty pond
in wingspans of migratory geese
farewell to summer (Ese)
will the old man ever see
raindrops on a young girl’s cheek? (Björn)
Linked to Carpe Diem
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
So achingly sweet. Cheers to the old man.
Wow, that was a lovely surprise Bjorn!
one pond
Perhaps!
Oh! That is good. 🙂
Bjorn – you are a master in thus trade !!! Awesome !
Love this.
Thank you
Peace
Siggi
Very romantic and longing take to this completed Tan Renga Bjorn.
absolutely lovely – aching words but well thought out. nice!
oh wonderful!
Lovely, Björn