Haibun 2017 | Images Feeding The Ducks Winter 2010/11

Feeding the hungry, ducks, geese, swans, moorhen, coot, and gulls. The image depicts me in the winter of 2010. I hasten to add that to this day I’m still feeding them, and other wild birds. All so, and sadly, much to other peoples disgust, the squirrels, and rats too. And although I have not observed…

My Daily Haiku – Senryu – Inspired

money up in flames people starving mind their plight frazzled cat a shame — Inspired by Mark M Redfearn —– anticipation expectations not fulfilled cruel word — Inspired by Mark M Redfearn —– the bare facts teddies don’t do it for real love cuddly toys —– you feed them people have a heart well cooked…

Spring & Berries Tanka #2

🀦 🀧 🀨 🀩 春・ ベリー ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° red autumn berries deep frozen winter fruits some spring survivors three months wildlife sustenance natures bounty sweet rewards ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° snow iced holly leaves red berry decorated extol Christmas joy bright red autumn hangers on springtime song enhanced ° ° ° ° ° ° ° ° springtime in my heart singing full of joyful times whispering summers…

Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge – Week 30 – Spring & Berries

Spring & Berries . . . . . . . . . winter  berries hungry birds wont wait for spring red body warmers redwings fieldfare winter feast fallen—lucky deer will find . . . . . . . . . berry hangers on winters fresh frozen fruits thawed by spring sustenance for birds beasts too spring…

Inspired Haiku – Senyru | “Trophy”

“Trophy“ ——————————– our trophies of love three beautiful children one of each ——– if you conquered love a trophy your worthy of true love—treasure ——– my wife my trophy 46 years love still  true—treasured i’m her trophy too ——– trophies for pleasure i have just the one my wife till death do us part —…

My Daily Haiku #29 “Squidgy”

“Squidgy” …………………………. soul searching eyes blink momentary blackness free yourself be true ………. pain racks his body he looks with begging eyes dies paws touching me ………. next day lonely walk the wind chill froze my pain grief—lead dangling free ………. buried not forgot memories take me on walks squidgy running free ……… one photo…

Monday Haibun #29 – Wait

Waiting Wait Everyday I wait, today is no exception. The  sun to rise,  starlings clicking outside my bedroom window, my alarm. Clock got binned, batteries were not included. Shops to open, postie dropping mail. Son to call, fell a tree, wife to get back home for dinner.  Desert, not sweet, both diabetic.  Sugar soon, between the sheets, nighttime  treats. Oh yes,…

Twittering Tales #14 – 24 January 2017

Twittering Tanka Tales Sheep Wise from a sheep view point looking down the cliff side trekker’s not climbers all should stick to the footpaths leave cliffs to those who know best Characters: 140 … Life On The Moor life on the moor free heed roadside warnings sheep the wrath of a ram the ewe’s more…

The Quest – A #Tanka

to seek out secretes nature many it has hid if found wont survive mans wilful distillation the quest is denied …… the arduous quest for millennia followed shamed and many blamed peace still lost in angry feuds under blood covered fields …… oceans relentless now global warming aiding erosion rife the quest for land succeeding…

The Sun – Haibun

The sun is poetically sound. Caught me hook line and sinker, Your words did truly expound, the virtue of a paper blinkered. Torn to shreds, yet words you found, poetically and, justifiably tinkered. Yet by the sun all life is surely bound. Your title did my first thoughts clinker. Now I have read all, your…

Daily Post| Daily Prompt: ‘successful’

Successful …………………… successful rivers slowly flowing through meadows bitterns in the reeds …. successful marriage three wonderful clever kids one of each …. successful achieving potential we’ll find out …. thirty miles upstream salmon leaping waterfalls successful spawning …. all unsuccessful applicants take one step back do not move Talbot …. successful breeding worldwide distribution…

Faded – The Daily Post Writing Prompt

 Faded  Haibun …………………………………………………………… It was the night before the following day, a vague memory of something I had to do. Slept through till 9am, no dreams that I could recall, just a half memory that I had something to do this day. Breakfasted, ablutions done, dressed casual, checked camera, packed sarnies, filled flask, packed, ready…