I can’t write today
The keyboard is dirty and
Needs a proper clean
I can’t write today
The bed isn’t made and looks
Very untidy
poetry
Tri-Haiku Tuesday – Medals
Three quick moments of inspiration. I hope you enjoy them.
Gold – for my parents who celebrated fifty years of marriage over the weekend
Silver – because…well silver’s just lovely
Bronze – for a friend I lost a quarter of a century ago
My Cat Just Brought Me A Gooseberry
My cat just brought me a gooseberry
There must be a reason I guess
His switch to fruitarian is news to me
But it’s a change from the rats I confess
His penchant for moles has been certain
Or at least for a while I was sure
But does this now bring down the curtain
On his chapter of swift vermin cure?
How The Woodstock Dragon Saved Christmas
A little bit of Christmas fun from two years ago. There might be a sequel this year, you never know…
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Up on the mountain near Woodstock’s dark cave
A few jumps to the left if you’re young and you’re brave
Is a lesser known place, a less obvious space
Where the odd buck or goat disappears without trace
Inside is a creature who’d give you a fright
His body is red and his eyes black as night
His snout shoots out smoke…
…and his roar is no joke
He’s Dai the Red Dragon (well known to Welsh folk)
The Convergence Of Souls: A Haiku Experiment
Words are not enough.
All this dreaming and for what?
An empty tired heart?
But your words sustain
My heart through darkest hours,
And quicken my skin.
Your skin would grace mine
If our wandering pathways
Could ever converge.
Tri Haiku Tuesday – Family
Tri-Haiku Tuesday: Episode Three
The Return of Tri-Haiku Tuesday
I had so much fun with this last time I thought I’d have another go. Hope you enjoy them.
Running is big on my daily once agenda again as I seek to segue seamlessly from pleurisy recovery into running a marathon in less than ten weeks. I’m also a confused metric-imperialist. Combine those thoughts and you get my first poem.
Eight kilometres
Sounds far in the morning dark
Let’s call it five miles
Tri-Haiku Tuesday
This first one came to me while I was trying to outrun stress along the sea front earlier.
All this energy
Step upon step upon step
Just to fall asleep
The second one is about Rhys getting sick over the weekend.
Fever hits forty
Body burns in shaking rage
His feet are so cold!
And this final one is about…something I’m sure.
Fingers tightly clenched
‘Til pressure drives them apart
Love spills through the cracks
I have more but some thoughts are best left unshared or confined to a limited audience…
No bad jokes please about this blog already being a limited audience or that the three I just wrote down should have been left unshared as well. Good jokes on the other hand are always welcomed…
Haiku
Every now and then I come across a form of writing or a word that sparks my brain. A couple of years ago I saw someone had written what they termed a drabble which I subsequently found out was a story of exactly 100 words. The idea intrigued me so I wrote a couple and I will probably write some more.
My latest fascination is with haiku poetry. I’m not qualified to explain it so you’ll need to rely on Google but the crux of it is that it’s a three line poem of a very specific structure that should reflect a way of looking at the physical world in a much deeper way than three lines should allow. In essence to write one in English it needs to have a 5-7-5 construct of syllables across the three lines.
So after a very long evening hammering away at a project plan I thought I’d have a crack. It will no doubt confirm my complete lack of understanding of how poetry of any form should be written, but I hope you enjoy it anyway.
Will planning prevail
Where chaos and stress abound?
The cost is too much.
Nik Eveleigh 