poetry diary

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

Category: haiku

Den in the forest

Dark ivy binds roots;
dank soil seeps from cold rocks.
Spell-breaking, a child laughs.

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

Endangered

Bamboo shoots,
striving for life and light,
feed weighty pandas.

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

Autumn clues

A fallen acorn,
smooth as polished oak –
a squirrel hides it.

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

Weekend

Sunday evening light –
birch leaf falling,
senses Monday’s approach.

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

The Black Country

Silent factories –
cold chimneys with lonely weeds.
Gala Bingo.

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For September Haiku Heights  – today’s prompt is ‘black’. Coincidentally, today I was in the Black Country, which was the birthplace of the industrial revolution in the UK (but like many similar places around the world) is currently awaiting a renaissance.

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’.