Thursday, 31 December 2015

The Lammas Lands

My new haiku collection, gathering haiku from 2006 until 2011 or so, is now officially out from Snapshot Press - The Lammas Lands.

Tuesday, 29 December 2015

ladder cleaner's window the left to right from sun the taking

Sunday, 27 December 2015

Twixmas gale—
three bags of stuff balloon
outside Oxfam

Thursday, 24 December 2015

Christmas Eve
the moon's corona
in my daughter's eyes

Saturday, 19 December 2015

on southerly winds
bringing spring into winter:
the wedding bagpipes

Tuesday, 15 December 2015

Advent Mantra

All day the mist doesn't lift from the hills.
The bridle path fringes Deep Well Farm,
the name of which unhappily recalls
our gathering-round in the churchyard

yesterday lunchtime at the saucer-sized
hole the burly sexton had freshly dug
for someone—me—to tip the pulverised
ashes underground from the paper bag.

A hen pheasant Groucho-walks to heaven,
along a route that eventually leads,
if I followed it, to the Silent Pool.

Goldfinches in harmonic progression
tinkle with colours of abacus beads.
I chant aloud: ‘Michael John Roland Paul’.

Monday, 14 December 2015

robin song
the mystery of boats
berthed for the winter

Sunday, 13 December 2015

all-day mist
the penalty area packed
with gulls

Friday, 11 December 2015

The Rialto

I'm very chuffed to have a poem in the latest issue of The Rialto.

Thursday, 10 December 2015

in water dripping
from the young swan's bill:
fresh December light

Wednesday, 9 December 2015

hunched into the heart-shape
it makes of its primaries:
the long-stroking swan

Monday, 7 December 2015

first light
the bat-like swoop of gulls
onto the river

Sunday, 6 December 2015

Friday, 4 December 2015

the moon as Mr Punch...
someone's on the bridge 
of the house resembling a ship

Wednesday, 2 December 2015

crisp afternoon
the gilded lettering
of the King's Road pub

Tuesday, 1 December 2015

all the ducks dive
one after the other—
December murk