Category Archives: wind

3 Wind Haiku

March winds blow strong and wild. It’s great fun to be down along the shoreline when a storm comes through, waves build and crash, foam and sail-boards fly. Then there’s kite-flying and other excitements … **** grandson learns to fly … Continue reading

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Homeless senryu

People on the street, homeless, jobless … how do they manage? Living in tents or shacks, wet, cold, hungry. The homeless are a real concern for me, for municipalities and, at last possibly, national politicians … loose change in his … Continue reading

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Tree Haiku

Trees. Give shade, nesting space, perching space … They are grand as firs, beautiful as willows, elegant as birches … Trees are as various as the weather, inspiring, changing, always new and different … A squirrel                                    in the fir tree … Continue reading

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The Stirring Night

I’m using a form of poetry that takes off from lines from another poet’s work: a glosa. Hallow e’en. I’m hearing voices in the wind, fingers that brush the door … It’s the time when ghosts walk the night in crumbling … Continue reading

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Ocean

We were in Victoria recently when a storm blew in. So down to the shore we went to watch waves, and feel the wind, which really stung! Had to really lean into it to stay upright, it was so strong, … Continue reading

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Into Christmas

We’re into the frenetic time. Also an exciting time of carols, concerts, parties. and winter storms … a time of anticipation  of The Day. The Day of birth, family, and rejoicing … A A INTO CHRISTMAS         … Continue reading

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Time of the Butterfly

Lie in the sun and watch a butterfly land, fold its wings, pause, open and close, then … lift off … A magic being to watch, to examine the colours, the delicacy of the pattern … A A TIME OF … Continue reading

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