Tuesday, 31 December 2019

speaking Elvish
to the Dwarf King
Tolkein's phrasebook
through
Georgia O'Keefe's skull
the desert

Submitted to Heliosparrow
through the confessional screen
the priest's breath

Submitted (2020) The Heron's Nest 
the silent roar of the waterfall

fried mushroom cloud cuckoo clock face time (Submitted to Heliosparrow)

stormy sea shore line up

battle axe head strong desire
Found haiku:

summer is fading
the leaves fall in ones and twos

From 'Afternoon' by Philip Larkin (2003) Collected Poems Faber, London page 115

On shallow slates the pigeons shift together

From ‘Pigeons’ by Philip Larkin (2003) Collected Poems Faber, London page 178

Monday, 23 December 2019

Chinese characters
lost
in calligraphic thoughts

new ink bottle
waiting
for the words to come
****

empty ink bottle
no time left
to finish my story

Friday, 20 December 2019

late bottled vintage
just reflecting
burial or cremation
taking longer
to reach the creaking step
my old dad

Accepted (2020) Blithe Spirit Volume 24 Number 5 page 

Thursday, 12 December 2019

Wednesday, 11 December 2019

The dung heap quartet

fresh morning air
a light frosting
on the dung heap
****

a change in the weather
wisps of steam rising
from the dung heap
****

midsummer day
the hum of bluebottles
in the dung heap
****

the days get shorter
falling silent
the dung heap

Monday, 9 December 2019

cherry blossom
kamikaze petals
on their final mission

Submitted to Wild Plum haiku contest 2020

Tuesday, 3 December 2019

The uninhibited joy of the Chinese working class

line dancing
flute playing
dancing in formation
the public park trademark
of this unique nation

old men with caged birds
hanging in trees
children with grandmas
ready to please

slow joggers
limb smackers
backwards walkers
rice crackers

hacking and spitting
great gobbets of phlegm
no one seems to bother
they do it again

mobile phones
another selfie
too much smoking
never healthy

public toilets
easy to find
an awful stink
no one seems to mind

line dancing
flute playing
dancing in formation
the public park trademark
of this unique nation
two birds singing
a songbird
to a jailbird

Submitted to Heliosparrow
a goods train
rumbling past
precisely reflecting my mood

Monday, 2 December 2019

glancing up a blue tit gone