August 14, 2014 § 10 Comments


after they flower

the opium poppies –

haunt me


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  • Bruce Goodman says:

    Now Rachael – that one was extraordinary!

    • Rachael Charmley says:

      Thank you. I’ve gone right off the boil these last couple of weeks, so maybe this one will get me out of the rut- or I’m back to short stories again 🙂

      • Bruce Goodman says:

        Stay! Stay on the haiku. Even if it’s crap. You’ll then pass through the wall of impossibility! (What the hell. What I mean is: keep at it and you get to a new level. 🙂

        • Rachael Charmley says:

          I get you Bruce. Been there, done that. So here we go again… Oh. And thanks for your encouragement 🙂

  • pi314chron says:

    I pray you won’t go back to short stories. My prejudice is that short story writing can be taught and learned. What you do in haiku is of an entirely different sort — inspiration, natural bent for language and its sounds, and a gift for poetry. Hang tight dear Rachael…keep shining!


    • Rachael Charmley says:

      Maybe I’ll just revisit them awhile Ron. I have been unwell for a few weeks and haven’t been able to get out much. I suspect it’s lack of inspiration – certainly the recent haiku mirror my lack of energy.

      But thank you, dear friend – I will keep shining and wait for this to pass. 🙂

  • Miranda Stone says:

    The haunted feeling you describe is almost palpable in the words here. Something about the impermanence of it all. Beautiful, Rachael.

    • Rachael Charmley says:

      Thank you. This haiku may have worked at a number of levels, I think. The idea came from a huge clump of these poppies that grow in my back garden. I watch them and anticipate their blooming – which they do for about two weeks – then the whole lot collapse into a sticky rotten mass. It always makes me sad when they’ve gone.

      Hope you got through your nutty week. One more day to go. Yeah!!

  • Muddletation says:

    This is a favourite for certain. Beautiful and sad for the reasons I know from my own clump in my backyard. Don’t you love now this start to rise with green frilly ness in the fall? At least the perennial kind do… They are quite magical 🙂

    • Rachael Charmley says:

      Yes I do. I don’t like to see them dying, so I cut them back probably a bit too soon. But they always return… 🙂

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