red door (haiga)

red door

red door at night
hidden under the stairs
still caught my eye

© Tournesol ’15

red door and curtains

late night stroll
life shines through draped windows,
are we there yet?

© Tournesol ’15

On my way home to the Métro from work, I stopped a moment to embrace the quiet of the night and the lovely autumn colours. Then I admired the doors along the way.

12 thoughts on “red door (haiga)”

      1. Last night the play of lights was great with the soft rain and wet streets. In winter it’s fun walking and hearing the crunch crunch echo walking on snow…but that means it is really cold!

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