poetry diary

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

Month: September, 2013

Dreaming of Wembley

Autumn bonfires –
above boys playing football,
smoke floats, like myths.

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

Out at sea

Shark’s fin surfaces,
as a knife cuts through butter –
where is the jam?

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

May

Hedgerow in blossom,
broadcasting the song of spring –
a thousand sparrows.

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

On stage (dream)

A rising curtain;
hubbub dying like a breeze –
my moment. I sneeze.

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

Carnival in Venice

Canal reflections –
lanterns dancing in moonlight;
a mask floats downstream.

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

Sunday morning.

Through mist-stirring sunlight
trees rise like memories
of vanquished summer.

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I go swimming on Sunday mornings before breakfast. Today’s trip prompted this haiku.

Lost youth

Scented petals –
red rose against your breast,
un-wilted memories.

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

Only a splash

A raindrop,
joining a sunlit river,
holds a grain of sand.

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

Life in the forest

Autumn leaves falling –
this year’s tarot hand dealt,
worms learn their fate.

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

The Guru

Snow-covered mountain –
on top, a holy man sits
barefoot, his eyes closed.

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