gathering
April 24, 2024 § 2 Comments
Monday –
on the platform again
the day he goes to London
breathing shallow
waving i turn away
the train gathers speed
stiff happiness sliding off my skin
i wait to get lost in the darkness
looking skywards for strength
I make myself a bell tower
in this sharp bright light
he shall be the bell.
Just a bunch –
a band of pigeons in the station tree
preening
nearly flirting
waiting
for another to make the first move
my husband calls them rat birds
for taking the niger seeds i leave for the songbirds
i suppose it isn’t really stealing.
From behind the sun
a rush of air
the hawk sharp
a weapon grown fleet with need
a jet strike deep into the branches
i never heard pigeons shriek like this
feathers fly and the hawk twists away
inverts
stalls
a snap roll
and is gone.
The pigeons ruffle
quick to forget
settling back
quick to remember nothing has changed
except the little hawk is still hungry
and my breath has grown slow
and made more space around me
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haiku 66
April 22, 2024 § 2 Comments
thick clouds move in –
my child begins to snore
but the kitten
wants to play
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haiku sixty five
April 22, 2024 § Leave a comment
the ducklings shriek as the train pulls in
i look away –
their mother cannot hear the silence
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haiku sixty four
April 21, 2024 § Leave a comment
hands trembling
sweat between her breasts
the sick cellist plays Bach
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haiku sixty three
April 21, 2024 § 2 Comments
thunder clouds tumble by –
the early rose turns its face
nesting sparrows shiver
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haiku ten
April 16, 2024 § 4 Comments
this afternoon’s rain
shares it’s indigo chill
with dawn’s winter light
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haiku nine
April 16, 2024 § 4 Comments
this morning’s grey
shares the slow exhale of my melancholy
i inhale this wild beauty
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haiku eight
April 16, 2024 § 5 Comments
that liminal edge
where my skin gets too thin
and i lose my edges
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haiku seven
April 16, 2024 § 2 Comments
mist stayed all day
so has my melancholy mood
invisible sunset
~