Cwm Graig Ddu
CWM GRAIG DDU Yesterday the ravens were dancing. Now, this east wind has scoured the skies To a perfect frozen blue. Dark, bruised by cold, Cwm Graig Ddu, sunless, looks out, Dreaming of rivers. Its...
View ArticleFour Short Pieces
Opening out. We saw a bright place: Summer stars, birdsong. The language of a landscape. — Bright Spring day. For a moment Nothing else matters. — Home through snow. Getting lost – Other people’s...
View ArticleIssa and a Few Moments in Wales
ISSA AND A FEW MOMENTS IN WALES (Four haiku) Issa sees the world holding Issa in its hands. Both begin to laugh. — Croeso! Croeso! The sheep cry out. Rainclouds gathering. – Hesitant at first, And the...
View ArticleSnow Sequence
SNOW SEQUENCE River words turn running slow. To see, to say, to move on. A winter’s day has little warmth. — A winter’s day has little warmth. We huddle around our hearts, Crunch bowed through snow. —...
View ArticleSpring Scatter (haiku-ish)
SPRING SCATTER (haiku-ish) Moon as bright as morning burnished by a cold wind. Mountain river white as clouds. — Floating mountain. Two crows. Spring sun melts frost. — Cold wind. Bright sunlit air....
View ArticleOne drop (haiku)
This sudden moment slows. Wingbeats in the mist. One drop of rain, then another. —
View ArticleSummer River (haiku-ish variations)
SUMMER RIVER Golden edged Summer river Rocks cooling their toes. — Golden river Summer gnats All diminuendo – Cooling their old bones Grey worn rocks in summer heat Squatting in midstream – Soft...
View ArticleGreen Rock
GREEN ROCK Green rock, black root time is the river that shapes this world. – Green rock, black root sentience emerges from realising relationship. – Green rock, black root life is born from the seed...
View ArticleDay Dissolving
DAY DISSOLVING Falling waters, thread white, tumbling. . from that small distance, the wheeling raven, soundless. . So woven together are the layers of the day: a plaid of wind ripples the lake...
View ArticleHaiku: Carn Ingli
CARN INGLI HAIKU — We are lost in its blue distance. Carn Ingli praised by cuckoos. — A gathering of sunlight. In the shadows of Carn Ingli Even the near becomes distant. Humming bees. — Some hills...
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