Perspectives

closing the doors 

from house to garden –

smell of new paint

nervous cat

under my chair –

saws whining

radio next door

cheerful loud voices –

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my prick-eared cat sits alert –

I fall asleep in the sun


Linking this to Poets United's Poetry Pantry #323

Homecomings

my old cat

sits on the top step –

no longer

his sister 

crosses the lawn –

memory

my new cat

waits inside the door –

greets me gladly

I wipe the tears and go in –

smile as she comes to meet me


Another haiku sonnet. I'm linking it to Poets United's Poetry Pantry $324

Walking Around Town

burly boys
jitter and fidget  –

testosterone 

old man totters

hurrying to the bench 

almost falls

she stops to rest

drinks from her thermos 

lightens the load

strong smell

outside the library –

smoker

rain starts in big splashy drops 

small mosquitos come inside

Another haiku sonnet – or senryu sonnet – for Poetic Asides.

Also linking to Poets United's Poetry Pantry #320, and to the 2019 dVerse Sonnet Challenge.

This one was placed in the Top 10 for the Poetic Asides challenge, which not only delighted but surprised me, as it is more senryu than haiku. 

I loved the opportunity to combine two classic forms into something new, yet still recognisably true to both.

Uncertain Weather

on next door's roof

tarp and sandbags for leaks –

Housing Department

used for rain

silver tarpaulin shines

in the sun

Spring colours –

pink and white sandbags

suddenly

wrinkles

in the tarpaulin –

new clouds

still air –

a slight breeze rustles

tips of leaves

on an early Spring morning –
will it rain will it not rain?

Another haiku sonnet for Poetic Asides.  (Expect more.)

The Garden Microcosm

pink blooms

fully open turn white

then brown

my cat twists

on her blanket –

mosquito

agile cat

captures baby lizard 
loses it

old rose-bush

well-pruned doesn’t bloom
not a bud

Spring – new lives may be short lives
and some lives never begin

A haiku sonnet for Poetic Asides form challenge. I prefer short/long/short haiku lines to 5/7/5 syllables – but we were asked to make the final couplet lines of 7 syllables, so I did.

Also linking to Poets United's Midweek Motif: Blooms (noun)