Friday, 10 February 2017

Haiku 18

Is it possible
To have too many haiku?
Me, I don't think so.

If I could under-
stand what the purpose is for
I might just do them.
Nathan Keates

Smells wintry. Just needs
A dash of Esso Blue and
Whiff of anthracite.

It’s always the paws
of the lynx that
fill me with awe.
Anna Feruglio Dal Dan

Deer across the river –
heard a woodpecker and spied
a nameless bird of prey
at the junction of two streams.

Elephant seal sleepover.
The weird sky with the tiny red sun
Is due to smoke from forest fires.
Marcus Fairs ‏@marcusfairs

It's the weekend baby,
you know what that means.
Time to buy precisely one courgette on the way home
because you're an adult I guess.

I have discovered an interesting toadstool,
the colour of natural beeswax,
shaped like a small bowl
and about three inches across.

I shall look it up.
Unfortunately it has been growing
on the bathroom carpet.
Liz Williams

Tricia has gone to buy
Root veg and cream cakes.
I’m in the car
Listening to Akhnaten.

The stormwater retention pond in the rain.
Black willows, and all the reflective gray
in the world.
Elizabeth Bastos

Somehow fog makes
back areas photogenic.
On right: fallen gutter
which no-one is ever
going to repair.

‏Such light,
and the mist rolling in
to hem the landscape.

Such otherworldly skies,
and in the park,
a stretch of mist
like a forgotten scarf.
Festive Kat Brown ‏@katbrown

Inside ancient amber,
palaeontologists find tiny dinosaur feathers —
and also some little ants.
Science News

Ladybird clinging
to the ceiling like
a spot of blood.
Alex Paknadel

It is typical that seven wild swans
will fly over your head
when the camera's batteries have run out.

They may have been looking for
someone to sew nettle shirts.
I'm not volunteering.
Liz Williams

There are several green parrots
nesting in the ombues
outside my bedroom window.
The sound they make
is very far from being tuneful.

Two peacocks on a wall.
Where they should not have been,
but hey! Peacocks.
Liz Williams

Moon is strong enough to walk by
and casts a shadow from my body
on the silvery dune grass.
Quintin Lake

Back from Cornwall.
Cormorant flying alongside the train
at Teignmouth for half a mile or so.
John Grindrod ‏

Why does the ticking
of a clock get louder
after midnight?
Andrew J Baker

The old house quivers
When a Thameslink train passes
Beyond the car park.

Woke from a series of visions
about a vast, silent ship made of ice
gliding slowly through the dark
towards earth.
Spooky Toad ‏@FrogCroakley

Interlaced AngloSaxon birds
gnash their horrible teeth
as they grip each others' legs
on St Chad's Gospels.
Susan Oosthuizen

Just bumped my head
on the low flying moon.
John Grindrod

Great Apes

Before we were us
We were them
And we still are.
Paul Harland

Don't glamourise evil,
Or it will creep up on us
Like its shabby self.

Absolute peace in the city.
The absence of noise...
But for the soft tap of keys to type this...

Condensation, dew,
windfall apples, fading light.

I'm 63 and Back To School
still puts a sliver of ice
in my heart. Brr.

More here, and links to the rest.

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