hai’ku

Bedraggled autumn afternoon;
a thousand robin’s eyes watch
from the elder tree.

 

No, not elderberries, but the visual effect is similar
No, not elderberries, but the visual effect is similar

autumn hai’ku

From among the fallen leaves, the wind
lifts a broken butterfly wing
and gives it flight.
 

autumn creeping from the inside out
autumn creeping from the inside out

autumn evenings

I was a bit ahead of myself when I said it was autumn on the 17th, as in fact the equinox didn’t happen till September 22nd. But there was an autumnal edge to the air last week, although it feels even more ‘edgy’ now the rains have started.

This limits my evenings spent writing under the vine but there will still be plenty of days ahead when it’s warm enough for an hour or two outside once I’ve finished in the studio for the day.

These three short pieces were all written under such circumstances, Continue reading “autumn evenings”

hai’ku

After the rain
the tousled heads of corn;
a scarecrow army.

Castilla y León, 21/09/2008
Castilla y León, 21/09/2008

hai’ku

Full moon over the neighbour’s chimney
Orion reaches
for a slam dunk.

dry’ku II

Strappy sandals;
at every step
my toes launch grasshoppers.

dry’ku

Lizard
trickles across concrete:
memory of water

 

Wind skitters leaves
across the yard. They crumble
to sand-coloured dust.

 

Honeysuckle drapes
overflowing wheelie bins:
summer-scented air.