a pot

Just a tiny sliver of silver 
in the delicately embroidered blue black cloth.
Talks with the mullien in the garden,
the tomatoes quietly listen,
the little spider crochets as the stars giggle.
A tiny moon, seems so light
Having poured out most of what it had
Almost empty, it hangs.

Some music to give the night company

Illustration Friday- Together

Here where a thousand
captains swore grand conquests
Tall grasses their monuments.

Basho translation by Beilenson

with its crooked smile
the moon asks 'where do you rush?' the night is so long.

Lush- illustration friday

Illustration Friday- Lush

Entry for this week's Illustration Friday- topic 'lush'