Life With Horace

poetry & essays

Pipsissewa on the path

haiku for early light with notes

Leave a comment

slanting through green woods
sly streaks of sun appearing
in the textured dark

_______________________________________
seeing early sun glance through woods from a window I leave the house to search. finding beam’s end is morning’s reward.

Author: Life With Horace

poetry & essays

Leave a comment

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s