Happy New Year

happy new year all
it's party time - dance away
long live poetry

Sunday Whirligig

cherry bough snow woodlands wearing seventy
spring hung tree again room roam bloom



when i grow old
i wont be able
to roam about the woodlands
toboggan in the snow
sing jazz in karioke bars again 
wear cherry pink hair in spring
pick the fruit off low hung boughs
from my neighbour's lemon trees
i will probably just sit in my room
in hair rollers and big bloomers
wondering how i got to be seventy so soon

Carpe Diem ...Without You

 too little too late
at the point of no return
we just sail away

Christmas

it was cold that night
crisp beautiful dark blue sky
with a shining star
a baby in a manger
showed the world how to find its heart

Mistletoe

mom's kissing santa
underneath the mistletoe
let's go and tell dad

carpe diem haiku kai

Peace

everyone's asleep
pooch snores by the fire
peace on christmas eve


  Carpe Diem Haiu Kai

Sunday Scribblings 2

no room at the inn
check out the stable
invitation only

Sunday Whirligig

 i have friends
 who paint on burnt palm leaves

i have friends
born with a lisp
who cannot pronounce consonants

i have friends
who committed the sin of poverty
not being accountants they are
now buried in unmarked graves

i have brown and white friends
who trample my garden
and eat my azaleas

i have furry friends
who smashed a window
and broke into my pantry

bette midler sings
oh you gotta have friends

i've never been convinced

All I Want For Christmas

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai


a few wrapped presents
and a beach shack would be nice
on a tropical island

 

Baubles and Magic

we still play with  trains
forever young at christmas
tinsel  and magic

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

Douce Nuit Sainte Nuit

 


 

a time to connect
with family and friends
remembering those gone

a time of joy
to celebrate the birthday
of our saviour

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai


 

And He Shall Purify

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Haibun 1


It is that time of year.  The ancestors ring in our ears calling us back to our roots no matter where we are in the world and how far we have travelled, reminding us of who we are.

carols and choirs 
cathedrals the messiah
tears for home 

Haibun 2
For the 170000 Coptic Christian Martyrs murdered in the Middle East.




I return to a land, strange and unfamiliar. My home has gone. My ancient culture has been destroyed.
My ancestors voices have been silenced, buried under the desert sand, in an attempt to obliterate me.

and he shall purify
he will smite the wicked
in the end he will reign


Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille  MLMM

Wordle # 89 MLMM

ethanol fascination psychedelic roof atelier vociferate
washbasin heartbeat pollen frock velvet bolt





fascination with sniffing ethanol
increases the heartbeat and
produces psychedelic visions
sniffers vociferate psycho babble
convince themselves
they can fly off atelier roofs
ride a bolt of lightning
or try to bathe themselves in pollen
squeezing into a wash basin

much better idea to sit at home
with a nice cup of tea  and hobnobs
in a velvet frock
watching a late night movie on the tele

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

wet fishbone ferns
swaying on a balcony
light summer rain

summer rains
quickly gathered
Mogami river 

Basho

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

mosquito
buzzing in my ear
hot summer  night

a single tulip
my companion
for one night 

Chevrefeuille

A Christmas Choka

 Carpe Diem Haiku Kai


christmas on the way
another year flies by
a time of wonder
for the lucky families
building memories
of wrapped gifts and christmas trees
yet a touch of sadness
grips the  world by its lapels
casting a thin pall
on the merriment and fun
refugees  and war
cannot be eradicated
by tinsel and carols

love your children well
give thanks if you can feed them
too many cannot
may the christmas spirit live
in all  your  poetic hearts  

Sunday Whirligig 37

cheese sun dogs curl jars molest calm aubade
moonlight searching nightmares impotent



dogs howl to the big cheese moon
on these nights warning the stars

the innocent the protected
curl up calm in bed
in sweet sleep
unlike the molested
being abused in the moonlight
by trusted figures of authority
men fearful of impotence
inflicting horror
to compensate for inadequacy
to satiate their depravity

the sun rises
its rays refracting on the broken souls of the victims
like splintered shards of  glass jars

l'aube
will always be a nightmare
for the  abused
many wishing not to awake at all
destined for a life of suffering
always searching for peace

Double Entendre

a toy soldier
stood to attention
underneath the sheet

Irene Papas

the eyes
that hold thousand year old secrets
strength that could battery ram
fortress walls with a single glance

greek drama
from the quintessential
greek godess

Wordle # 88 MLMM

whalebone dread apathy aperture reach
fanatic throw nails track vein

dreading the whalebone corset fitting
veins throbbing in her temples
her nails digging into clenched hands
clinging to the bed post
she decided to throw in the towel

resolving not to reach for the stars
not to be fanatical about her appearance
any longer 
she would now step out with a thickening waist line
ditch the powdered wigs and scratching sticks
sew up all the designated apertures in her lingerie
cut her hair and have a warm bath every week
without her modesty smock
even in the cold winter months
 
besides aubrey would never  notice
he was apathetic about these matters
only interested in horses the race track and his hounds

Pleiades

B & P's Shadorma and Beyond MLMM




pleiades a bright star
pretty in construction
perpepetual presence
paused in the universe
peering at us earthlings
prancing about mindless
perhaps we need to change

pleiades
a poetry form
seven lines
line begins
with the very same letter
has six syllables

Sunday Scribblings 2

skein

doing the dishes
helping prepare dinner
bringing breakfast to her in bed
tea and sympathy when needed
participation in the gentle arts
threading her tapestry needles
unravelling a skein of wool
without complaining




thoughtful gifts
nice surprises


 

making her laugh

Sunday Whirligig 36

molecules crow alarm poppy wasp clumsy
spider sunny shouts begrudge whirl pulling


the crow shouts the alarm
not wanting to begrudge
the others a meal

they descend in a whirl
picking the bones clean
pulling at the last molecules
devouring  road kill with relish

the spider meanwhile has caught
a clumsy wasp in its web
amongst the red poppies

just another sunny day
where the life ritual of
death and renewal is being borne out
under a bright blue sky

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

 full moon
walking around the pond
all night

Jane Reichhold

a yellow moon
sat at the end of her bed
cheese on a white plate

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

a farewell verse
scribbled on a receipt
don't forget me

Chevrefeuille





she picked up a shell
heard him calling her name
she knew it was time