whirr of traffic—through
white nets a white cat
in stalking mode
new year’s day
in a black sky the moon
and a crane’s red lights
first bet of the year
my greyhound tumbles
out of the trap
laid up at home…
bananas in a bowl
turning black
old bell tower
through its open window
ropes swinging wildly
open town park—just
one yellow crocus amongst
a carpet of blue
without thinking
the self-adhesive stamp
gets a lick
day just breaking
for a moment the cry
of passing geese
haiku discussion
my chain of thought ruinedby two battling coots
twilight shadows…a fox cub starts to playwith the dog on a lead
in half-light
on the pathwaytwo crushed daffodils
dusk descending
between two blocks of flatsa landscape of light
chippy in the square
deftly a gull lands and eats
a plate of cold scraps
art exhibition...
disappointment written
all over your face
thinking of you
slowly the sugar sinks
through the coffee’s froth
strawberry fields—
a pigeon walks across
the “imagine” circle
station concourse…
a pigeon slips & slides
across the tiled floor
an icy wind—above
the town’s clamour
the cawing of crows
shop window—a boywaves gingerlyto the automaton cobbler
steady rain
a crow flies slow and low
across the empty road
drifting…….....floating
listening with my eyes
to the "Pines of Rome"Bumping Along - 2001
standing in the bowl
of a dead volcano
listening intently…Haiku Quarterly - November 1996
remembrance sunday
nimrod and rain...rain ...............and nimrodBlithe Spirit - Vol. 8 #1 - March 1998
a grey sunday…
and the mono-soundof a singing drunk
a white morning
through swirling mist
the red of a pheasantSnapshots 4 - 1998