‘Frost-making stillness’-Ted Hughes
‘Tattered his ears and battered his head’-Ted Hughes
Any starlit land
Any golden sand
Waking up to an eye of flame
‘The lace of first light’-Ted Hughes
‘A rainbow of purples’-Ted Hughes
‘Earth glitter and heaven glitter’-Ted Hughes
Birds ‘Like soft rockets’-Ted Hughes
The bloom of sea life
What can we find in the tide
Haiku ‘The blossom-viewing party’
Haiku Basho
‘Scent of plum in a flesh of rising soul!
The Mountain path
Weddings and embellishment
Kissed
We are not finished
Under the moonray
Haiku-Seibi
‘A dreamlike world of blossoms’
Bright moon tonight
Drifting into the bedroom
Panic
It’s setting in
Every mouthful
I’m swallowing
I don’t like selfies
I want to be slim
I’m counting the calories
Please God please,let me win
I really hate a weigh in
When I get a panic attack
I can’t breathe
Like I’ve found a rat
Depression
I wake up in the morning
The tears are pouring and soaring
Why did I end up alone?
Why did I take this road?
I feel so unhappy
Even when I feel computer super savvy
Gonna keep on writing poetry
Are you my destiny?
Confused and alone
Church
I walk in the building
I’m on a search
I’m praying for peace
I’m praying for work
I’m praying for friends
That do not hurt
I want to feel clean
I don’t want dirt
I want to feel well and
Sing like the birds
Sunday Television
It’s a decision
Which rubbish channel deserves a look and a listen
I want to lie I bed and keep kissing
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It’s a lazy day
Sunday roast is dishing
Anything with custard
It feels like I’m risking
A nice bottle of wine we are defo finishing
The best thing about Sundays
Is the smell from the kitchen
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