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')

These poems are works in progress and may be updated without notice. Nevertheless copyright applies to all writings here and all photos (which are either my own or used with permission). Thank you for your comments. I read and appreciate them all, and reply here to specific points that seem to need it — or as I have the leisure. Otherwise I reciprocate by reading and commenting on your blog posts as much as possible.

1 April 2011

After the hard day: March haiku 2011

heatwave
my own sweat
stings

3/3/11


early autumn breeze
softening
early morning heat

6/3/11


tsunami
advancing across the screen
unfathomable

******

can turn off
the TV news, but not
the images

12/3/11


even the angels
tender-hearted
cry now for Japan

13/3/11


even after quakes
even after tsunamis
there are butterflies

14/3/11


After the hard day
and late night
at last my soft bed!

******

A cloudy morning.
I ask which way the wind blows.
Is it from Japan?

18/3/11


Elizabeth’s dead
the night sky very dark
and bright with stars

******

can’t die, is dead
just eight years older than me
marker of my life

******

absent now
who was always a presence
all my life

24/3/11


with autumn here
must my life force
start to fade?

(a response to some burgeoning-Spring haiku on facebook)



******

as my days dwindle
I fall into dreamtime
you spring, light, awake

27/3/11

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