I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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28 February 2011

Warm evening: (other)* February haiku 2011

Cool day.
I take my walk early
before the rain.


autumn afternoon
tasting honey —


warm evening
watering the garden
through a rainbow


late tomatoes
plumper and redder
sampled by birds


the electric fan
blows hard
last night of summer


*other than those written for  NaHaiWriMo

NaHaiWriMo #28

summer ends
friends argue and blame
I lose heart

27 February 2011

NaHaiWriMo #27 (2)

under the carport
wide-eyed owl immobilised
by the sensor light

NaHaiWriMo #27

from my bed
through the new curtain
soft new light

NaHaiWriMo #26

my cat
knows his place
on the bed

The Visitor

Dark figure, peripheral,
just by my shoulder.
For me? Is it time
to set my affairs in order?

Yet I am surprised
by my own calm.
Eventually I even forget him
and fall asleep.

In the morning, my Beloved
waking beside me, says:
‘What a terrible night!
I thought I was dying.’

21 February 2011

14 February 2011

NaHaiWriMo #14

from a clear sky
rain falls between hills
a stripe of light


I am a blonde
in a little black dress,
a floaty and flirty little black dress.

I am driving a bright red car.
On the passenger seat beside me
a small puma sits.

I don’t mention
that the car and I
are both aged, and looking it.

Nor that the grey-and-tawny cat
is actually a domestic
travelling in her carry-case to the vet.

We are remembering Peru
long, long ago. They bowed to us:
warrior princess and her fierce pet.

13 February 2011

NaHaiWriMo #13

clouds but no rain
the half moon shining
in late daylight

9 February 2011

NaHaiWriMo #10

My old black cat
runs like a kitten,
hurts his leg again. 

NaHaiWriMo #9

A day off.
He finds me
extra chores.

NaHaiWriMo #8

deep darkness
even the geckoes
are silent

6 February 2011

5 February 2011

NaHaiWriMo #5

Expectant morning.
Trees, earth, air bright
promising sultry.

NaHaiWriMo #4

‘Not a single leaf
left on a single tree.’
Cyclone Yasi.

(Almost a found haiku, quoting Queensland Premier Anna Bligh.)

1 February 2011

NaHaiWriMo #1

February has been declared National Haiku Writing Month, and I signed on to do one a day.

Here is the first:

warm wet morning
brown moth dives suddenly
across my face