Sunday, December 31, 2006

halfway
through the last day
the dull sky darkens
towards the end
of a year of endings

Friday, December 29, 2006

end of the year
the first lit window
in a new block

Wednesday, December 27, 2006

the old year's end -
grass on this side of the fence
a brighter green

Sunday, December 24, 2006

Christmas Eve
the clearing mist reveals...
a plastic santa

Friday, December 22, 2006

winter solstice
the clock tower lost
in freezing fog

Friday, December 15, 2006

December night -
the glow of brake lights
on a wheelie-bin

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

wind-blown rain -
two boys in the play park
after dark

Monday, November 27, 2006

northbound train -
beyond the black clouds
light grey clouds

Monday, November 20, 2006

dank Monday -
worm holes
in a windfall apple

Sunday, November 12, 2006

a poppy
almost bleached to white
November rain

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

the lights change
from green to amber -
falling leaves

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

autumn deepens -
my neighbour
practicing the drums

[With apologies to Basho]

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

a different route
but still the wind
follows me home

Saturday, October 21, 2006

in the gutter
yesterday's rain
and a cut rose

Sunday, October 15, 2006

where I saw
the roadkill squirrel -
sunset reds

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

too overcast
for stars tonight I wish
on the moon

Monday, October 09, 2006

autumn sunshine -
an old gift
gathers dust

Saturday, October 07, 2006

autumn dejection -
a watery layer on top
of curdled milk

Friday, October 06, 2006

mooncake day -
still so many things
untasted

Saturday, September 30, 2006

I want to take
this crude ache and twist it
bend it, force it
into a shape so exquisite
that I can make a gift of it

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

autumn wind -
I step on this leaf
and not that

Monday, September 11, 2006

Haiku articles

On my writing group blog - Cabbage Soup - I've posted about some haiku articles I had published a while back: The Alchemy of Haiku, originally published in Blithe Spirit and Haiku Lessons, originally published in Yellow Moon.

Friday, September 08, 2006

September sun -
the park sweeper's
camouflage trousers

Saturday, August 26, 2006

it was
in the dream
the voice that said
the answer
is here

Friday, August 25, 2006

summer's end
an ice cube melting
in the street

Thursday, August 24, 2006

out of a bed
of colourful flowers -
a magpie

Monday, August 14, 2006

summer grasses
grown long and gone
to seed

Sunday, August 13, 2006

lazy Sunday -
from somewhere else the sounds
of argument

Monday, August 07, 2006

summer dusk
the streetlight turns
from pink to amber

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

heatwave commuter -
a bouquet blossoms
from his back-pack

Saturday, July 29, 2006

indulgent weekend
defrosting the fridge -
heatwave

Friday, July 28, 2006

with just a casual
movement of my hand
thoughtlessly
I conjure up
a painful memory

Monday, July 24, 2006

evening sun
on the war memorial
fading graffiti

Friday, July 14, 2006

wanting
and not wanting
to know
how the story
ends

Saturday, July 08, 2006

Flat To Let
my neighbours phone
rings on unanswered

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

golden iris
coming into bloom -
the sultry heat

Tuesday, June 20, 2006

tiny spider
crossing a white wall
from left to right
however carefully I watch
I can't tell what it means

Sunday, June 11, 2006

an afternoon
of ghosts and memories -
the screams of swifts

Friday, June 09, 2006

at the end
of another working day -
a balmy night
low sun
a child throws dust
into the fountain

Thursday, June 08, 2006

no hopes, no plans
just these feet
on summer grass

Friday, June 02, 2006

the wren -
much smaller
than it's song

Sunday, May 28, 2006

three roses
tinged with apricot
this wanting

Saturday, May 20, 2006

a darkened mirror -
today's silence
can't be shared

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Saturday, May 13, 2006

tangled
in holly and ivy -
a fallen angel's wings

one upright gravestone
among oddly angled ones -
Edward Askew Sothern

almost worn
from the stone, the words
'passed away'

headstones -
my tongue finds the place
of the lost filling

crowding around
the chapel door -
buttercups

hollow cross -
a little water
gathered in it

between the graves
a perfect
dandelion clock

Friday, May 12, 2006


cappuccino -
a low flying bee disturbs
the fallen blossom

Thursday, May 11, 2006

shirtless and white skinned
in the first real heat they carry
Asda bags of beer
through the haziness
of a city-centre park

Saturday, May 06, 2006

these summer nights
wanting to go to bed
before it's dark

Friday, May 05, 2006

with the first
warm days of summer -
decree nisi

Thursday, May 04, 2006

sneaked up
when I wasn't looking -
white bluebells

Sunday, April 30, 2006

waiting room
shadows come and go
with the light

squeak of hinges
a triangle of blue
beyond the wall

before coffee
she mentions
unpalatable truths

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

first summer sunshine -
having knocked he waits
outside the black door

Sunday, April 23, 2006

a soft light
quietly filling up
the white room

in the silence -
the empty chair
beside me

a few words,
birdsong then...
a sneeze

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

spring sadness -
a break in the voice
of the seagull
stiletto heels -
a crow finds its balance
in the top branches

Tuesday, April 18, 2006

in a magnolia bush
the unlikely colours
of a goldfinch

Monday, April 10, 2006

the early daffodils
were beaten to the ground
if I could only
give up hope then I could
give up disappointment too

Sunday, April 09, 2006

through the roof timbers
of a half-built house -
spring wind

Friday, April 07, 2006

It was quite tiny and almost entirely transparent. You could see through its skin, in places you could see right through its body. It had a streak of red down the middle, deep inside, but its arms and legs, hands and face were all clear and bright, and the light shone through it. It was wrapped in a soft blanket and as I unwrapped it I was afraid it might be too delicate to handle, that I might hurt it. But when it was out of the blanket it began to stretch and bend its delicate looking arms and legs with surprisingly strong movements, as if it were swimming in the air. Its face had that look, that wide eyed glow, as if it was still seeing the faces of the angels and looking back into their eyes. It never quite focused on me.

carrying it
with me all day long -
dream baby

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Security

The security-guard at the court asks to check my bag. I expect they get a lot of middle-aged women running amok in there, and so try to disarm them before letting them in. He does his job well. As he completes his search he suggests that ladies handbags should be like fridges, with a little light that comes on when you open them, so you can see what's inside.

divorce papers -
a glint from the clerk's
engagement ring

Wednesday, April 05, 2006

the accusation
in your voice as we exchange
polite evasions
the lingering bitter taste
of so many unsaid things

Tuesday, April 04, 2006

spring wind
disturbing
divorce papers

Sunday, April 02, 2006

Sunday
the hedge-sparrow busier
than me

Saturday, April 01, 2006

a dream
of circus animals
prowling the crypt

Friday, March 31, 2006

the way
his hair falls -
for a moment
I forget
his age
the old tree -
everyday a little heavier
with blossom

Thursday, March 30, 2006

back streets -
metal spokes are all that's left
of the umbrella

Wednesday, March 29, 2006

in the laundry basket
today's blouse looks
exhausted

Tuesday, March 28, 2006

welcoming
me home -
the neighbour's cat

Saturday, March 25, 2006

after the performance
the stage -
emptier than before

Thursday, March 23, 2006

view from the hill -
a white sleeve raised towards
a flipchart graph

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

cool stone hall -
the cheerfulness
of the security guard

Monday, March 20, 2006

in a sunny corner
a patch of daffodils show
just a hint of yellow
before being battered
face down to the ground

Sunday, March 19, 2006

Sunday sunshine -
the builder's ladder leans
against the wall

Friday, March 17, 2006

north wind -
a drift of paperwork
across my desk

Thursday, March 16, 2006

jazz club jam -
three guys comparing
saxophones
a blue light
on the trumpet player's face
half shadow

Tuesday, March 14, 2006

theology
interrupted by
the hiccups
morning gloom -
I draw back the curtains
close the blinds

Monday, March 13, 2006

secretly pleased -
a poet calls my poem
undistinguished

Saturday, March 11, 2006

outside
a bird is singing without
pause for breath
and still I hesitate
over what to say

Friday, March 10, 2006

early morning sun
across the park - all of us
squinting at it

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

early spring -
an exchange of emails
re: rain

Monday, March 06, 2006

I might have thought
I was the only one
to feel this way
if it wasn't that it has
been sung about - ad nauseam
Can't believe I wrote this before hearing 'Pay the Devil'! 'There stands the glass' is the stand out track from this album - if you ask me. Although 'Things have gone to pieces' is growing on me, even if it reduces me to helpless giggles about halfway through. Which I'm not sure is intended. Although it just might be... 'My bucket's got a hole in it' is fun too, and 'Back Street Affair'... and I think I actually like this record!

Sunday, March 05, 2006

casting shadows
from the school railings -
Sunday sunshine

Friday, March 03, 2006

spring night -
a scattering of ash scented
with sandalwood and rose

Wednesday, March 01, 2006

after the party -
the musical instruments
I didn't play...

Note to tc, if you're reading this, remind me to get the musical frog out if we have a haiku meeting!

Monday, February 27, 2006

another thing
living here -
tiny spider

Saturday, February 25, 2006

political debate -
the washing-machine
clicks on to spin

Friday, February 24, 2006

spring sun, spring rain -
thin slices cut
from a tomato

Wednesday, February 22, 2006

complimented
by the checkout girl on my choice
of toilet brush

Tuesday, February 21, 2006

a yellowed map
in the secondhand bookshop -
marked with an X

Monday, February 20, 2006

spring wind
across the park - the small dog
runs in circles

Sunday, February 19, 2006

lights turn red but it doesn't stop the rain

Friday, February 17, 2006

Yellow Moon

The excellent Australian journal Yellow Moon has a website where they publish some of the articles that have been in the print journal. Recently they've been kind enough to add one of mine.
Prussian blue -
the sky over
the art department

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

flat pack morning
but at least
it's only wingnuts

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Valentine's Day -
a pile of post for someone
who has gone away

Monday, February 13, 2006

winter's end -
the last helping
of beef and onion stew

Sunday, February 12, 2006

Something new for spring 2006

This
fine cold rain
an empty bag run over
over and over

Saturday, February 11, 2006

storm light
down the road -
storm light
over the city

Friday, February 10, 2006

something unexpected
in the city
silence

Thursday, February 09, 2006

in the chill section
someone has left
a Cliff calendar

Tuesday, February 07, 2006

just to the left
of my window - a small tree
coming into bud

Monday, February 06, 2006

shut out
and not allowed inside -
the winter gloom

Sunday, February 05, 2006

the legal contract
says I have a right to it -
quiet enjoyment

Thursday, February 02, 2006

packing up to move -
how could anybody need
five bags of clothes?

Wednesday, February 01, 2006

the pale scar
where a branch was cut off -
chill wind in the park

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

talking about music
their feet under the table
tap in time

Monday, January 30, 2006

spring term -
he tries to type
with gloves on

Saturday, January 28, 2006

winter sun
flashes off metal
and glass

Friday, January 27, 2006

an icy wind -
the greens and whites
of the flower stall

Thursday, January 26, 2006

sunlight and shadow
moving across this year's
action plan

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

long after it seems
that light and hope have died
green spears push through
dark earth and a bird calls
in the night garden

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

little girl
holds her doll by the ankle
and swings
her auburn hair
flying in the wind

Monday, January 23, 2006

looking out
of an old photograph
my younger self
gives me a coolly
disapproving stare

[It's scary what comes to light when you're moving house.]

If you'd like to disapprove of your future self why not send them an email from FutureMe?

Sunday, January 22, 2006

crows
on neighbours rooftops
back to back

Friday, January 20, 2006

A-level papers -
questions I once knew
the answers to

[It's amazing what comes to light when you're moving house.]
village station
an early bird sings louder
than the tannoy

Thursday, January 19, 2006

grey day
the only bright spot
a red traffic light

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

no smoking sign
beside the one that says
do not alight here

Sunday, January 15, 2006

irritated
by the sight of early
hot cross buns

Saturday, January 14, 2006

full moon -
another look through
the property pages
bare branches
outside the vacant house
wren song

Thursday, January 12, 2006

beyond
the road closed sign -
just fog

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

all over town
pale light
of the hidden moon

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

streetlights
on wet tiles, the street sweeper's
brush marks

Monday, January 09, 2006

jackdaws
take to the sky before
the winter sun

Saturday, January 07, 2006

at the end
of this unremarkable road
misty fields

Friday, January 06, 2006

house portrait
from a respectful distance
down the green lane

Thursday, January 05, 2006

a flock of gulls
sunlit
over the gas tanks

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

low sun
illuminates
the undersides of things

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

sitting
cross legged, head bowed -
in a shop doorway
house for sale -
a snail
by the gate

Sunday, January 01, 2006

quiet celebration -
first tea
of the new year


New Year's Eve
a dream of leaving
by dotto train