wild outdoor party...

wild outdoor party
winter-logged guests are welcome
to stay inside

eerie winds moan
translucent mists blur
guarded party doors



Linking to:
Haiku Horizons - Party
Three Word Wednesday

scrap...

footprints of rain
littered with scraps of
somewhere else 


Linking to:
Haiku Horizons - scrap

button...

rain snippets on wood
button hole glimpses of 
summer light on leaves


Linking to:
National Haiku Writing Month - Facebook prompts - button

ache...

crossbred seasons 
even the leaves
ache for routine


Just a week ago, 4 days of heat wave ravaged my world.
Today I wear long sleeves.
And many trees are dropping strangely coloured and patterned leaves - as per the one above.


 NOTE
In memory of Kat Creighton who loved the beach, the sea in New Jersey.
Her haiku blog was my ninth life.
Her gift from a friend, a seashell angel, was her most recent avatar on Facebook.


Kat died 15.1.14


Linking to:
National Haiku Writing Month - Facebook prompts - ache

Inspired by K. Creighton/World Haiku Review (April 2012)
 late winter
the ache in my bones
as I lay them down

abandon...

don't abandon me 
while I learn
to fly




NOTE
In memory of Kat Creighton who loved the beach, the sea in New Jersey.
Her haiku blog was my ninth life.
Her gift from a friend, a seashell angel, was her most recent avatar on Facebook.


Kat died 15.1.14


Linking to:
National Haiku Writing Month - Facebook prompts - abandon

ambiguous...

rain starts rain stops
heat wave sentence ends or
begins again


NOTE
Today is our 4th day of heat wave - over 40 degrees centigrade.
The photo is of my verandah this afternoon.
It rained for about 3 minutes.
The rain must have been direct.
The verandah section on the right did not get wet at all - roof overhang.


Linking to:
National Haiku Writing Month - Facebook prompts - ambiguous

abyss...

summer rains
long ago horizons found
angels


Linking to:
National Haiku Writing Month - Facebook prompts - abyss

Fortitude

Our back verandah, with all its side branches and viewing deck, is almost gone.
The wood was just getting too rotten and unsafe.
Rather than repair, our landlord chose to remove it.
So now we are waiting for the new one to emerge.


when old worlds are stripped
fortitude clasps next beauty
close to the spirit


See how many are better off than you are, but consider how many are worse.
- This will hurt me


Linking to:
Haiku Heights ~ Fortitude
Straight Out of the Camera Sunday