haiga – Page 13 – ColinMylesAuthor

Fountain Pen – Haiku

the tree branch shadow

dances across notepaper;

gold pen nib poised

jigsaw puzzle clouds

dot the afternoon skyline;

seems one is missing !

by the sunny bench

cat and I cast our shadows;

touching just briefly

tourist cars whizz past

eyes shut standing up asleep;

white pony in field

diagonal rain
gusting in off Atlantic;
sideways umbrellas

April rain falling
panhandler at traffic lights;
cost of living bites

soft Atlantic wind
waves tumbling fading away;
amble along shore

on the red bollard
wren singing short melody;
takes off,next venue

last night's rain remains;
oily reflections linger
in shallow puddles

out on the grey bay;
red fishing trawler putters
home,after long night