cold fog -
the balcony moss
all the greener
grey day again
blue grape hyacinth
grows grey too
dust on dust
where trees will later grow
Ash Wednesday
fog in the city
now I cannot see
those I do not know
Cemetery Sunday –
families reunite
around their graves
cloud passes –
sunshine advances
along the path
summer evening balm,
sleeping through rain in the night –
first chestnuts falling
family grave –
since this Sunday last year
Dad has joined Mum
howling gales –
the kitchen door opened
invisibly
Christmas tree
among sweets and tinsel
a spider's web
sunday –
tea and a read
in silence
One of the winning haiku in the "Tea and Haiku" Competition, France, 2007
© Isabelle Prondzynski, 2006, 2007
cicadas
singing for a mate
soon to die
(First published in Shamrock Haiku Journal No 7, 2008)
sitting by the fire
light reflecting
wisened hands
(First published in The Quilt, an anthology of writing in Louth)
raindrops falling
on parched earth -
reading "Great Expectations"
© Maureen Purcell, 2006, 2008
at my front door
nothing between me
and the full moon
(First published in Shamrock Haiku Journal No 7, 2008)
Miraculous wound,
the roses that still flower
where a house once was
The beat of my heart
going, in the silence,
its own way
A squashed crow’s wing
lifts and waves
in the wake of a passing car
(First published in Whereabouts, Abbey Press/Peterloo, 2005)
© Mark Roper, 2005
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