poetry diary

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

Category: haiku

Cragside Haiku V

Flattened nettle leaf
against wire fence, shadow-veined;
changed with each cloud pass. 
 

Looking at hills – three haiku

Wanting to speak truth
to the hillsides and forests
I feel overwhelmed. 

Thinking of people
like you being close to me
helps me feel hopeful. 

Time passes slowly
and almost nothing changes
while all is renewed. 

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Three haiku to go together

Cragside Haiku IV

Green moss on grey rock;
shadows playing tricks with leaves
trembling with summer.

Cragside Haiku III

Finding a ruined hut
I could sit and watch the leaves
past their next falling. 

Cragside Haiku I

Seeing a peacock
butterfly on a buddleia;
momentary peace.

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I’m on holiday in Northumberland. Writing poems on an iPhone is difficult so I’ll stick to haiku I think.  

In parting

After we parted,
I was suddenly so lost.
Then you waved to me.

Seasons of the heart

I opened to you
my virgin heart this summer.
Winter came anon.

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Posted on Poets United

Awareness

Conscious of reality,
I feel tense in this moment,
and everything sparkles.

Piku – Desire

wanting you
I
water flowers

flowers, wet,
bow,
embrace sunlight

sun lightening
skies,
casts new shadows

shadows touch
men
quietly wanting

wanting you
I
water flowers.

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This is a ‘piku’ for Tilly Bud’s wewritepoems prompt. The form must be 3,1,4 syllable lines, using the digits from the mathematical constant pi (3.14159…). There may be more in that idea, I suspect.

Being vaguely mathematical (but only 9-5 Mon-Fri) I have made my piku go round in a circle, after a little prompting (see comments).

Creation

From nothing came something.
The difference?
Merely their imagination.

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A very small, and quick, poem for Wewritepoems prompt 55, “Everything, and how it all began”. I feel ‘their’ is the most important word in this poem. One is not enough.