Summer memories
of simmering heat and sea?
Winter disbelief.
Nine word story and senryu rolled into one (image: Broad Haven South, Pembrokeshire); first posted 24th January 2015.
Summer memories
of simmering heat and sea?
Winter disbelief.
Nine word story and senryu rolled into one (image: Broad Haven South, Pembrokeshire); first posted 24th January 2015.
crimson paint peeling
brittle like a crumbling scab
on a wounded heart
What should I write for
National Haiku Day? Hmm.
I’m completely stumped.*
* This, strictly speaking,
is a senryu, but let’s
not quibble, shall we?
Looking for the key
to relieve utter boredom
keyboard caught my eye
Make a note to self:
touch-typing laptop keyboard
fails on piano
First published 6th January 2018, reposted (a day late) for Piano Day. This is “held on the 88th day of the year (29th March in normal years and 28th March in leap years) in celebration of and reference to the 88 keys on a standard piano.”
Sunday church bells peal,
starlings whirring, buzzards squeal;
black glove jackdaws wheel
Rhyming haiku first published 10th November 2017
The mound in motley,
tree-clothed, jackdaws chattering;
a forgotten motte.
A senryu, last in a mini-series of five posts about Crickhowell castle in Powys, Wales, also known as Alisby’s Castle.
The first night of frost.
The season settles; chilled hills
wreathed by dragons’ breath.
A seasonal haiku
trust and truthfulness
essential components of
Covid track and trace
This senryu coronaverse brought to you by the letter T
Make it go away.
No effort, no solution.
No panacea.
Senryu coronaverse brought to you by the letter P
No one an island.
Viruses respect no walls,
built however high.
This coronaverse brought to you by the letter G: a haiku, or rather senryu
Dog eat dog approach:
best of all possible worlds?
That way madness lies.