grey day again
blue grape hyacinth
grows grey too
dust on dust
where trees will later grow
Ash Wednesday
fog in the city
now I cannot see
those I do not know
Cemetery Sunday –
families reunite
around their graves
cloud passes –
sunshine advances
along the path
summer evening balm,
sleeping through rain in the night –
first chestnuts falling
family grave –
since this Sunday last year
Dad has joined Mum
howling gales –
the kitchen door opened
invisibly
Christmas tree
among sweets and tinsel
a spider's web
sunday –
tea and a read
in silence
One of the winning haiku in the "Tea and Haiku" Competition, France, 2007
© Isabelle Prondzynski, 2006, 2007
sitting by the fire
light reflecting
wisened hands
First published in The Quilt, an anthology of writing in Louth
raindrops falling
on parched earth -
reading "Great Expectations"
© Maureen Purcell, 2006
Miraculous wound,
the roses that still flower
where a house once was
The beat of my heart
going, in the silence,
its own way
A squashed crow’s wing
lifts and waves
in the wake of a passing car
First published in Whereabouts, Abbey Press/Peterloo, 2005
© Mark Roper, 2005
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