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.

31 August 2013

Bright and cold: haiku, August 2013


late winter morning
bright and cold
clouds move past the trees

27/8/13  #lune


Spring morning.
All the leaves moving
gently.

August noon.
Coming down the steep hill
my friends.

31/8/13


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