the painter

– * –

upon each wave

little boat you spent all the tide

pulling and pulling

the bow that tethered you fast

slips silently through my hand

– * –

15/02/15

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dust of this world

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dreaming of blue skies

under the dust of this world

even moss pales

stream … haste!

rush on by

sitting atop a rock – snow

vanishes silently

stream, weighed down by the world

leaves – promises to return

empty on the breeze

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10/02/15

dust of this world - photograph

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wind swept

– * –

high above the town – birds

a tree covered with ivy

chattering excitedly

silent clouds scud overhead

sweeping dried leaves from the sky

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The last day of August, 2014.

At twilight, before the horizon, the late summer sun sets behind a bank of cloud.

Over Mont St. Michel, the sky is clear, save an occasional floc that drifts on the wind.

As the light fades, numerous flocks of birds rise from the grassy tidal plains, alighting in the same tree,

looking down on the small commercial centre still buzzing with people.

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the black hills

– * –

this Autumn morning

where lies the first light of dawn

behind a black hill

darkness crowds at a window

concealing a golden light

– * –

all through these woodlands

have I not been here before

where all these paths lead

but still should I not explore

the far reaches of my heart

– * –

where once we walked

the wind racing through pine needles

light! dancing shadows

a dog chasing the red fox

what courses these memories?

– * –

tea?

– * –

how do you know me

let’s spend some time together

just chewin’ the fat

are we chasing the dragon

or the flaming pearl of wisdom

– * –

20/10/14

towards the “tea” theme at Carpe Diem

This waka blends the traditional Yorkshire greeting, ‘how do’ and the Japanese words ‘yunomi’ and ‘chawan’: Japanese terms for the less formal and more formal tea bowls.

shut out the world

– * –

behind the curtain

though I shut out all the world

do raindrops come knocking

in trees the wind urges: hush!

the drains run away chortling

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21/10/14

the first rains arrive announcing that Hurricane Gonzalo approaches the UK