In these continued strange times and to do my little bit by giving back. I have put my new haiku collection ” Catch the Silence ” up on wattpad, where it is free for everyone to read.
Here is the link https://www.wattpad.com/857418999-catch-the-silence-haiku
distant seagull’s shriek
catches the silent moment
traffic roars again
down the narrow path
along the rocky coast walk
Northern Bedstraw blooms
rotting boat on rocks
prayers of returning safe
long time forgotten
hands on steering wheel
staring at the breaking blue
just thoughts of respair
P.S.
respair ; is an old English word meaning … a recovery and a return to hope
an empty car park
leaves gather in sunken space
cracked iron cast grate
walkers on the road
avoiding jogger’s droplets
social distancing
after the rainfall
flowers droop from their brown pots
footprints of a cat
outside garden wall
purple tulips are blooming
wish that I could paint
Last Wednesday I had a meeting at a large company. Pulling in, it was difficult to find a parking space. After a couple of laps, one appeared. Preparing to get out, I noticed a monument opposite, with people sitting on a bench. When the meeting was over, went and had a look at the monument.
withered hedgerow frames
the remembrance monument
memories engraved
beside monument
naming passed over workers
people eat their lunch
weather man says rain / weather app predicts more rain / settle in by fire
weather man says rain / weather app predicts more rain / voice begs it to end
weather man says rain / miserable dark days and nights / embers of hope glow
the rain keeps pounding / hopping off the car’s bonnet / smoke a cig and watch
constant dig repair / camber of roads banjaxed / spot flooding with rain
relentless rain pounds / the wild wild Atlantic way / lives up to it’s name
the rain falls slowly
traffic moving at snail’s pace
roadworks and rainbows
city’s eastern edge
awash with sunshine rainfall
it’s spring’s first rainbow
before the storm hits
yellow daffodil hearts bloom
drive to funeral
the drab grey mizzle
descends upon unseen bay
two crows chatter on
a thick pea-souper
can’t see pathway to shoreline
carry in firewood
hidden midday sun
attempts to burn morning mist
tranquil bay asleep
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