Holiday Haiku 6 + Elfje

Bright red, the poppies
growing among the field crops.
How they catch the eye.

Poppies were a constant feature of our time away travelling through France and Spain. They inspired both the above Haiku and the Elfje below. I couldn’t decide which version I preferred so have shared both.

Look,
bright red,
growing among crops
in the roadside fields.
Poppies.

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Holiday Elfje – Breathing

Twice
a day
river water comes,
goes, in…out; tide
breathing.

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As promised, over the next couple of weeks I shall share the short-form poetry that I wrote while I was away. With the exception of this Elfje they were inspired by events during that time so I will post them here in chronological order – apart from Monday’s Haiku, which records an event towards the end of my holiday.

Cherry Tree

Pigeon
pair in
the cherry tree
draw my attention to
buds.

No Coat Needed

No
coat needed;
warm and sunny,
mild spring-like day.
February!

Progress

Gift
inspiration lacking,
Christmas shopping incomplete,
though much progress made
today.

Frost

Frost
lies white
across the lawn,
keeping me inside;
warm.

October, November

October
rolls on
day by day
towards cool, dark, bleak
November.

Silvered

Silvered
by cloud
a feeble sun
tries to break through.
Defeated.

Roads Closed

Upgrading
electrical cabling.
Local roads closed.
Inconvenience tolerated, work is
necessary.

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I never thought to use the words ‘electrical cabling’ in a poem! There are road works going on all around our neighbourhood at present. The road was closed in front of our house for a couple of days but as the work is ‘rolling’ no long stretch is closed for too long. Sometimes getting out of the area calls for circuitous routes. Down the road one day – road closed, turn round go up the road. Next day, lesson learnt, up the road to find road closed so turn round and go down the road. We are told the distribution cabling needs upgrading to cope with the new housing being built in the area.

Laburnum

Laburnum
pods hang
in beige clusters.
Drab mockery of springtime
glory.