The following is a poem by Yosa Buson (1716-1783). My painting was inspired by his haiku. Buson was a very good painter and made a living at it. Buson published many poems in anthologies. By the time he reached the age of fifty-five he was known to be the leader of Kyoto poets and the best of modern Haiku poets.
Lately I pay more attention to my surroundings and all things in nature. I walk around the parks looking for natural textures and colors. It is amazing how different the roots of trees can be. I photograph all parts of the tree and there is a definite geometry to appreciate.
I would love to see the geometry in the photos you might have taken. Participate in the challenge for the next five days. Publish a new post with a photo interpreting the weekly theme. Create a pingback to Poemattic to share your post with others.
Someone once told me that hugging trees energizes your spirit. I hug trees everyone so often when no one is looking. I photographed this spectacular tree and although I did not hug it, something about it put me a zen place. I edited the photo and this is the end product.
Ornately carved in a tree trunk
The initials W & M find permanent refuge
For years people have walked by in wonder about their fate
In remembrance of their love
Small birds hover over the adjacent limbs
Of a great Flamboyan
And sing their love song once a day
A small stone bench sits underneath
Waiting patiently for them to return
While Autumn leaves gather round
In attention of the crunching sound
made as they approached.
Many falls have come and gone; almost 40 to be exact.
And what do you know W & M finally did come back.
They watched another couple sitting as they had sat so many times before.
on the small stone bench underneath the tree,
where their initials had been engraved forever more.