Mythic Haiku
Spire tips appear rising from moonlit ocean breaking waters calm Continue reading Mythic Haiku
Spire tips appear rising from moonlit ocean breaking waters calm Continue reading Mythic Haiku
Nighttime of the year days slowing to a trickle cosy evenings now Continue reading Cosy Haiku
The words were written telling her story for all to shed tears over Continue reading Sad Haiku
Window onto street bumper to bumper cars jammed on rat-run for hours Continue reading Jammed Haiku
Tee shirts to long sleeves shorts replaced by blue jeans goosebumps stay away Continue reading October Haiku
I wrote a poem in 2016 following a work visit to a customer’s home in south Wales. On my return journey I couldn’t resist a stop in the village of Tintern on the banks of the river Wye – a time to pause and reflect. It was late September and a beautiful late summer/early autumn day. I breathed deeply, took a few photos and was inspired to write. I have made a few minor revisions and shared the poem below: The Last Day of Summer Was this the last day of summer? as I stood on the banks of the … Continue reading The Last Day of Summer
September sun sinks heading for autumnal skies distant paling blue Continue reading Autumn Haiku
Eyes that burnt burnt for you burnt for me flames devoured everything emotions, dreams a vision of joy of someone given someone so special. Eyes seared with pain a blurred vision of an opaque appearance fleeting glimpses through falling droplets from a river of sadness. Those dreams melted faded away with the passing of time slipping slowly out of reach outstretched fingers frantically grasping for the life that would soon be a memory. Those eyes burned all hope diminished no lies told. The fire continued to flicker the flame will never dim the memories will forever glow in the embers … Continue reading Burning Eyes
A precious soul in heaven be forever protected and loved by Thee. His stay on earth was a time so brief there was pain and sadness an overwhelming grief. Taken away for simply being on the shortest journey and those only seeing the most beautiful and perfect imperfection from the beginning until the end of time. Continue reading A Precious Soul