Is beauty sunshine
and flowers? Or does it, too,
reside in shadows?
Deep inside we plant
wishes entrusting the heart
to keep them secret.
As the sun turns off
the light and makes room for gloom,
moon’s crescent smile blooms.
Poet Rummager 
You can’t have light without darkness. Anyway if the sun shone all the time, we’d all get skin cancer.
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What a health conscious and poetic comment from you! Thank you.
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Ultraviolet radiation is completely safe…wait…nevermind.
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Well, it’s most probably safe for you, DD! 🙂
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Che fiori particolari….
Belle le parole !!!
Un saluto 😁
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Grazie amico mio! Le tue parole significano molto. ❤
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Everything looks beautiful in moonlight. As to the shadows… it reminds me – I am off to your shadowy blog. 🙂
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Thank you very much, Inese! We’ll see you there. 💗
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What a wonderful photo ,taken by Mr Fly, to illustrate your poem.. I LOVE darkness as you can see stuff not normally seen!! Stars, Comets, planets, Moonlight and so on, you can wonder what is reality, light or dark or both!.
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Beautifully spoken! Fly’s photographs are limitless in their appeal.
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A mix of light and shadows adds to the beauty of a picture and your haiku perfectly make the point and complement the picture. 🙂
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Hi Somali! I hope you’ve been well. Thank you for your wonderful words and visit.💋
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The dark is very beautiful. Trust me.
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I completely agree! 😎
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Phantom flowers prove darkness contains beauty (until the flowers rot away, of course).
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That’s actually the name of the flowers; phantom? That’s so cool.
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Yes — it’s a phantom petunia.
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Aaaaah. You just made me swoon!
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The phantom petunia did all the work!
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❤
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It is the dark that makes us value the light. The world works like that.
Lovely post!
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Thank you so much, Sakshi! Words of wisdom from one so young and talented. xo
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Thank you, Rose. Lots of love. 🙂
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Lovely words and photo, as always. I appreciate seeing things in varying degrees of light; shadow makes the world so interesting. Great post, thanks.
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Thank you — it’s always a joy when I find an image that suits my poetry so well. Fly’s photos have never disappointed me.
Shadows have been my friend when the light has been blinding. I truly love reading your story and have done so many times.
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Yes, both Fly and yourself are amazingly multi-talented people. Thank God you learned to (mostly) use your skills for good instead of evil. Thanks again for liking my story, too; there was one section I really struggled with; if I’d done a better job…oh, well! I’m glad you liked it. (Love that line in your comment ‘shadows have been my friend when the light has been blinding. If that’s not in one of your works, it oughts be.) Many thanks. 🙂
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Mostly! Lol. Funny guy 😀
It’s always a pleasure to work with you, and I look forward to more in the future.
Thank you, Oggy! xo
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Sunshine lights the many manifestations of beauty, but moonlight brings out the exquisite, makes darkness and all that inhabit it things of shadowy perfection. Plus, as Crow stated, it’s easier on the skin.
Lovely work, Rose.
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I am always enthralled by your words, Cathy! Thank you so much. Happy 4th!!
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Same to you, Rose. 🙂
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Reblogged this on KCJones.
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Thanks Penney!
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I love the moon and the moonlight.
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Aw, so beautiful, T! Thank you. Happy 4th, my lovely friend!!
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Beautiful fireworks! Thank you, T!! ❤️💋
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❤️💋
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Three glorious Haikus Rose. 😎
I personally, love to walk among
the darkest of shadows.
As I know you do too. 💀
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You’ve inspired me regarding the format of the poetry. I’d shadow walk with you any night 🙂 Thank you, Alan! xo
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No. Thank you Rose. 💕
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You always make me smile! ❤️💋
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Love, love, love this!!!!
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Thank you! xo
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My pleasure 🙂
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There are many sides to love
and are all beautiful
Even in its darkness
You will see something………
Ah love that old black magic
Got me in the mood
The Sheldon Perspective
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YES. That old, black magic is voodoo fun! Lol. Thanks Sheldon. xo
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Spectacular photot by Flyman. Great words to follow. How can we appreciate the light if we don’t know the dark?
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Exactly. What I also like to remember is that in the dark, your other senses are heightened — touch, smell, hearing. It can be most thrilling 🙂 Thank you!!
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Never really thought about that, but it is so true.
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Flower, heart, moon…trifecta 🙂
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I love shadows, I think the beauty of light loving shadows would be in silhouettes. Thank you, Rose. n_n
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I completely agree, Francis. Nothing quite as beautiful as silhouettes. 🙂
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Wonderful poetry as ever, Rose. Actually, I think a great many things look more beautiful in the dark, such as many modern industrial cities. All the grit and grime disappears and we’re left with only hundreds of brilliant and colorful points of light.
My house also looks much tidier in the dark.
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Aw, your words are beautiful, dear BunK! Thank you very much. Nice last line 😀
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Thank you, Rose. I was worried I was getting a bit too serious for a moment there. 🙂
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Haha! You never cease to pleasantly surprise me. Have you ever written poetry — even for your wife?
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The only types of poetry I have ever written began with either “Roses are red, violets are blue” or “There once was a man from Nantucket.” I don’t have your gift, I’m afraid.
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Those are fun poems, I bet! I wouldn’t mind exchanging gifts once in awhile. 🙂
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It’d be fun! 🙂
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