Balsamic Baste of Scudding Senryu

getting balmy on a dilly-doodle day . . .

Margie Willis


Image by Ilie Barna from Pixabay

Bend my stem real low
gather my petals gently
kiss me one more time.

Image by Enrique from Pixabay

Cloud shadow crosses
this rain-thirsty curmudgeon
just tantalizing.

easternchen from Pixabay

Slanting sun queries:
does anybody know what
latitude this is?

Image by Goran Horvat from Pixabay

Just a shriveled schtick
not imparting a kernel
of exuberance.

alper eral from Pixabay

Feeling the tug of
a whopper pulling my leg
should I reel it in?

Image by Roderick Qiu from Pixabay

I miss lingering
within the misty cloud shroud
before life got stark.

Image by Jeanette Atherton from Pixabay

I shall always be
a tyke trotting in the rain
with my fur bestie.

I love all selections from Monoreena Acharjee Majumdar, master curator of music, but this song in particular inspired my collection of senryu just now. Plus, her October journaling struck a chord: