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Haiku – The Boreen

mist moving slowly
over bay and up boreen;
soup with crusty bread

Colin Myles

Author The Barren Wind Haiku Poetry

dozing in armchair
a world between our own world;
just fragments remain

Colin Myles

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the hazy sunshine
turns back to cloudy skies;
finish my coffee

Colin Myles

Here are three Haiku from my book Scarlet Skyline

Colin Myles

icy cold sea mist
cleaves to barren rocky shore;
ahead shifting shapes

round the twisting bend
past the old village marker;
dead fox lays by verge

open kitchen blinds
coffee ceremony starts;
grind beans, pour water . . .

donkey's big brown eyes
peer over the chipped stone wall;
waiting to turn right

the wolf moon bringing
stormy seas and angry waves;
inside car in awe

this morning's grey mist
floats atop Burren mountains;
charcoal silhouettes