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.

30 July 2011

Suddenly: July haiku 2011

the vine blossoms orange
winter sun

vine flowers
long loops of honey
climb the trees

warm winter
green weeds and parsley
spring up


carrying kindling
I reach to pat my new dog
she flinches sharply

(No I don’t have a new dog; this describes an incident far past.)


sunny morning
my stepson’s confident voice
clear over Skype


wet night full moon unseen


dark night
rain falling softly
low voices


Lune Sequence for Suzanne

a cold day indoors
I listen
as an old friend sings

her voice high and strong
in my ears
her words plain and sweet

I‘m on my own here
my headphones
wrapped around my skull

and she doesn’t know
I hear her
remembering well


No comments:

Post a Comment