~ Late to NaPoWriMo ~
Every year National Poetry Month creeps up on me and I don’t notice it. Finally, a chance for a haiku today…
April, halfway through
Before I see the verses
It’s NaPoWriMo!
Haiku: The Block
~ The Block ~
Fresh hewn square of wood
With clean unadorned surface
How do I start this?
~Richard
Surface Thoughts
More fleeting than white horses
that rush in the foam,
these sparkling diamonds
dance lightly on wavelets;
a brief but dazzling reflection
of our home star,
their fluttering white brightness
skates untroubled across rippling surface,
paths shaped by ephemeral winds.
Like transient thoughts
they twinkle
when exposed.
No two moments the same.
~Richard
Haiku: Java
As I reported on an earlier post, I have been assisting my daughter with some Java programming recently, which has been both stimulating and frustrating. As today’s loose schedule calls for a haiku I thought I would use this as a subject matter, playing on the double meaning of the term…
~ J A V A ~
Rather like caffeine
this ubiquitous language
awakens my brain
Haiku
~ h a i k u ~
concise lines of prose,
syllables: five-seven-five;
haiku is complete
More Dementor than Black Dog
Winnie’s black dog
crept upon him
during moments of stillness.
No lumbering Labrador;
this stealthy lupine,
like the Black Dog of old lore,
would hide in his shadows.
An artful defense
of paint, prose or construction
would keep the beast at bay,
at least for a time.
J.K gets much closer.
Her apparition:
a billowing cloak
that settles quietly,
leaden on your shoulders,
and clings, with a quiet cry to be fed.
Music works for a spell
but choose charms wisely.
For Dementors can consume these too
and cause a spiral of despair.
I heed Winnie’s advice
And take out a pen…
©Richard Reeve, 2016
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