Haiku from A Thousand Sparks​

The following are haiku from a completed 2nd collection called A Thousand Sparks, which has been finished in manuscript form.

 

 

seagull relieves itself

on a car bonnet

no longer black

 

 

slow moon

the same face turned to the earth —

silver coins

 

 

rush, rush

stop at the lights —

maple leaf falling

 

 

open blinds —

he stands on the balcony

naked in the rain

 

 

on the other slope cascading lilacs

 

 

rustle in the bush

an animal?

just whispering susuki

 

 

weeks after

mowing the lawn

a surprise of bluebells

 

 

 

floating

a white dandelion seed

on its mission

 

 

on the hill

a tree bright with sun —

translucent leaves

 

 

 

vigorous sounds

from the young couple next door —

the wind stirs this night

 

 

swallows

waving in the air

over snapping cameras

 

 

the tide

covers the sand

reveals it again

 

 

 

tough hike —

on my way up

a billboard for coffee

 

 

 

taking a break from the hike

whispers of susuki

 

 

biting wind —

the warmth of coffee

in my hands

 

 

turning above the water

a flock of sanderlings

disappear, reappear

 

 

raven on the long wall

balanced

a twig in its beak

 

 

 

set across the path

a spider’s thread

it waits where?

 

 

 

through the beech trees

the sound of leaves —

water under the bridge

 

 

our last date:

with you

under these stars

 

 

 

both cold and naked —

without turning around

you slide the blanket over me

 

 

late in the season

magnolias in full glory —

a petal falls

 

 

 

leaves comings from the buds —

meeting a new friend

 

 

the moon

blocked by the cherry blossom branch

drinking beer at hanami

 

 

 

road in heavy heat —

the cricket sings

I sing too

 

 

cold sun —

on the last day of autumn

a child waves ‘bye, bye’ to me

 

 

from across the pond

one ripple

then silence

 

 

 

beyond the thick wall

the waves

again, again

 

 

 

Killiney Bay

a horseshoe

deep, deep blue

 

 

empty plot filled with daisies —

threatened with

a planning application notice

 

 

every passenger

absorbed with their mobile phone —

the train announcer speaks

 

 

 

light passing

through the van window

a veil of gold on the wall

 

 

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