poetry diary

I rhyme to see myself, to set the darkness echoing. (Seamus Heaney, from Personal Helicon)

The May Queen dances.
An old woman by the church;
only her eyes move.

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For September Haiku Heights – today’s prompt is ‘guardian’.

A damp leaf twitches;
mist rises up the valley.
Another leaf moves.

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For September Haiku Heights – today’s prompt is ‘frogs’.