November 18, 2011 | Haiku - November 2011

The sun rises: contrails -
pink, gold, chalk-white – twisted and smudged
by winds unseen

Sky pale: staircases
Of cloud – white contrails spread
Like smoke: dark grey

I remember when
an afternoon carried on and on –
time for a lifetime

Soaring – the gull
is meditation in flight
above Central London

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September 15, 2011 | Haikus July-Sept 2011

29-7-11

Birds fly in groups.
What is their motivation?
Do they want the South?
the North? the fun?
The exercise?

1-8-11

Do I distinguish
“I” and “me” from one another? If so,
how do I start?

25-8-11

Watch – the world is turning!
Or is it [...]

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April 12, 2011 | palm trees in W2

pigeons puzzled by
the palm tree’s flutter of green knives:
no branch, no leaves – what?

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April 12, 2011 | AGING

I am old, very old:
Knee, ankles – thick ; eyes water; ears mistake;
_____________________and memory…and gut…and tremor
Brain? So far still here…

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April 12, 2011 | Haiku

Parakeets’ best height
__________________to fly at
__________makes for zigs
and zags. Ah.

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January 7, 2011 | Winter Haikus 2010-11

Haikus are poems
Leapt off the moment’s spur
Neat, no season’s tint

Words – my darling sheep
Shall verse forms bring them back
Into their rightful fold

Pigeons
Not ones, or twos
But fifties, sixties flying around
What do they know?

Tree’s shadows onto snow
Soft mottled sky, with sunlit clouds
Dogs dance after sticks

Dawn: one cloud, smoke-like
Ten: Overcast
Twelve: blizzard all white
Six: clear sky – a butter [...]

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November 10, 2010 | Haikus

Clouds: lizard pattern
against white early sky, shifting to
zebra – grey, still on white.

Now: mottled, like
on a cow – beige-haloed spots -
West to East – fast…

And banks of cumulus
grey on grey, against faint, long,
steps of other grey.

At last the sun appears,
peers through the southern trees:
the sky begins to clear…

Coffee – caffe~latte – hot
goes to the back [...]

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September 23, 2010 | September Haikus

Clouds, thin as white hair
combed across a brown scalp;
here across blue sky.

God is for
worshipping – not for calling on
to exact revenge.

Aesthetic – ah yes!
On an aesthetic, critics can’t agree.
Anaesthetic? Not now.

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August 25, 2010 | Skies - haikus

Cloudless – Blue – Green;
Sunlight in the grass, the leaves. And wind
– sometimes wind….

From the West, the clouds
Have come, softly, like sheep…
White, joining Blue, Green…

Blue again – whisps of cloud
Speed across the sky, shredding
As they go. Gone!

The wind’s down here as well:
Two kinds of cloud and
cloud-shaped [...]

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July 16, 2010 | Haikus and more on Missile Defence

Trees I always see;
Clouds I never saw before;
Each day starts like this…

Clouds: a map
of Indonesian Islands;
the sky Atlas-blue.

Asking for trouble:
Kosovo – the trouble you got
in Abkhazia, in South Ossetia.

The pigeon flies off
In one direction,
Its shadow in another.

MISSILE DEFENCES – CONTINUED – 16-7-10

15. Missile Defenses require – and are already securing – the Militarization of Space: [...]

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