waterfront busker 

coins chinking out of synch

with his rhythm

sectarian graveyard

digging up the past

to bury the future

hurrying to Mass

I have no time

for the old flute player

second hand book

who’s dead fingers

turned these pages?

cattle
disembodied
appear from the fog

(ekphrastic on ‘Fog, Hawkes Bay’ by Rita Angus)

beneath the headstone
conversations
unfinished

Published (2019) Pulse scheduled 20 December

us watching

whales

watching us

whale watching

the humpback

watches us

beach house

full of memories

but not mine

a hanging
followed by a shooting...
new story unfolds

(ekphrastic on the film The Ballad of Lefty Brown)

girl on a phone

watched

by the station pigeon

letting go
the good toxopholite
knows when

***

knowing when
the good toxopholite
lets go

the keynote speaker
transforming bullshit
into airmiles

returning happy
from the summerhouse
gin glasses empty

sports day
children cheering
the teachers’ race

Published Poetry Pea 23 January 2019

Living Haiku Anthology

from the hospice window

the tide 

receding

summoning Eros

the bee and the flower

exchange gifts

A deep smell

of late Autumn rain

worked its way in from the steet

This was a line of prose in a short story ‘Birthday girl’ in Desire by Haruki Mirakami which I thought worked well as a haiku.

in the heatwave

running

between shadows