Sunday, 20 October 2013

Hurricane's End


lifting mist…
a flock of knots fans out
across the creek


sunlight shifts
with the cumulus—
flight of a curlew


teal whistle over the seawall long black freighters


marbled whites—
a blackberry pip
stuck between my teeth


cobweb morning
the merest outline
of ship funnels


avocet bills
scour the lagoon bed—
hurricane’s end


rain circles:
a redshank wades in
up to its belly


the brick pillbox
pummelled by easterlies…
shrimping redshank


clanking masts—
an avocet chick
shakes a leg


out of thousands,
black geese forming lines—
shaggy ink-caps


All-Hallows’ summer
the avocets’ plumage
yellowed by sunset


creekbed…
curlews poke their bills
the whole way in


raindrops tip
from an evening primrose
autumn dusk


after the fireworks
the last croaks
of roosting egrets



These haiku were all written at/about Two Tree Island, Leigh-on-Sea, Essex. I am posting them here to celebrate the first Shorelines Literature Festival of the Sea, which is taking place in Leigh between 8-10 November.

4 comments:

Barbara said...

Wonderful! I love the shore and your words take me there. Thank you.

Matthew Paul said...

Thanks very much, Barbara - I'm very glad you liked them.

jem said...

Wonderful lot. I especially like the enthusiasm of the curlews in the creekbed!

Matthew Paul said...

Thanks, jem - yes, curlews are a delight.