Reposted from The Passionate Crone blog
Purring pussycat
all night long
she sleeps in my arms.
29/5/10
On our verandah
butcher bird
sings to greet the sun.
4/6/10
She goes away,
wanders back for a look.
Already it’s changed.
5/6/10
Went to town.
There was Patsy walking around
in the sun.
7/6/10
In his photos
I notice the sad eyes,
wish I didn’t.
8/6/10
My favourite mountain —
I see it every day:
my father’s painting.
10/6/10
Wakeful all night long
I remembered
my very first love.
12/6/10
Warm winter sunlight.
We lunch with old friends,
drive home replete.
12/6/10
Confessions
Wining and dining.
In my youth
it was a prelude.
Now that I am old
food and wine
are ends in themselves.
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He’s away tonight.
I buy chocolates, and snuggle
with my cats.
15/6/10
Silent song in the mind
creates a crescendo:
internal music needing no instrument.
23/6/10
Funeral
Will there be roses
tomorrow?
She loved them in life.
24/6/10
The city of Perth
today hosts
farewells and haiku.
25/6/10
Wonderful 'ku! Very expressive. I was there with you, within each of your "haiku moments" as the Japanese say.
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