Bright

Bright
red splash;
colourful garden shrub
on a grey day.
Peiris.

Gold

Gold
and red,
beautiful little birds
come to the feeders;
Goldfinches.

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Berries

In every possible shade of red
berries adorn each field-side hedge,
each roadside verge, each garden wall.
For the birds, enough to feed them all.

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.

Feast

Holly berriesRed berries everywhere
begin to disappear
as birds enjoy a feast
at the end of the year.

Distant Memory

Bright red tulips unfold;
a joyous splash of colour
driving dull, drab winter days
into distant memory.

Red and Green

Two elderly ladies
arm each other down the road.
One wears red and one wears green,
as winter-bright as a sprig of holly.

Bunting

In my absence summer has arrived
with red, white and blue bunting –
preparations for the Queen’s Jubilee.

Red Splashes

Bold red splashes of Azalea blossom
push through the Cotoneaster hedge
making a statement among
the drizzle of late ruby berries.

Treat

A dozen red roses
reduced for a quick sale.
I treat myself.

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