Fresh quiet morning: haiku and things for December 2007

7/12/07:

Fresh quiet morning.
We breathe in deep the soft air
already heating.


14/12/07:

An overcast sky
grey with the promise of rain.
My eyelids heavy.


21/12/07:

It's a sweet story
the babe, the star, the manger.
A time for new birth.


28/12/07:

The cockatoo's crest
rises as a question mark
on his bright gold crown.

******
Flying flags lift off
from a bridge that floats on sky
over dense water.

******
A slice of their world
shows the goldfish purposeful
and filling their world.

******
Pop a strawberry
whole into my waiting glass!
My palate tingles.

******
The huddled boats
nesting under tarpaulins
waken to first light.

******
My friend's blissful face
raised to the source of the light
shines in its one ray.

******
Through mist, a rainbow
glows above green hills and fields
marking a treasure.


30/12/07:

Retreating for years
to the rooms furthest apart
each one worked alone.

Now Andrew and I
have brought our desks together
in the living room.


© Rosemary Nissen-Wade 2007