haiku – Page 3

Polluted Optimism

an extreme heat day
social media pollutes
my dear optimism

on sunburnt country
thoughts of the fairy floss trees
the old cotton loom

The summer sun shines
singing of the joy to come
within the new year

Happy New Year to all who support my blog in any way.
Thank you. Let us hope 2026 brings joy that seemed lost in 2025.

The sound of the sea
leaving the window open
The sea calls me home
a Struggle to find sound sleep
The longing to remain close

In the small windows
we choose to survive today
Loving the small things

a rush of cool air
Opening up the window
I can hear the sea

the clear southern sky
watching the star shooting away
whispering a wish

watching the puddles
rain falls upon my regret
whispering music

Sunlit afternoon
Banana Chairs and Boho
The smell of the sea

the blue sky, the sun
magenta saris swirling
the light festival