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Advent Calendar Haiku #19

Welcome to day nineteen of the Haiku Advent Calendar. I hope you’re all well. The days are going by too quickly.

I’ve donned a Christmas jumper to take part in the regular writing group I attend today so I’m festive and warm, like a good mulled wine or cider.

Now for today’s haiku…

Starlings murmur like
prudes gossiping on bare trees;
the air is frozen.

Thanks for reading and joining me today. If you missed it I was part of the cast of the Christmas Episode of Eat The Storms Poetry Podcast yesterday if you want something to listen to today. The Spotify link is below;

https://open.spotify.com/episode/73BWl7ZQfN2xS78wZiVVvB?si=mBGFqUgzTj6ffL5WbjUzaQ&utm_source=copy-link

Take It Easy

Paul

Advent Calendar Haiku #15

Happy Wednesday and Haiku Advent Calendar day fifteen to you. Hope you’re well and into the Christmas spirit. I know that I am.

Yesterday, apart from my Haiku, I also shared my poem ‘At Christmas’. That might help you get in your groove.

Today’s haiku is…

Melting icicles
fall like arrows to earth;
magpies scared silent.

Thanks for joining me today and remember to come back tomorrow for another day of the Haiku Advent Calendar.

If you would to read ‘At Christmas’, please click here.

Take It Easy

Paul

Advent Calendar Haiku #3

Welcome back to my haiku advent calendar. I hope you’re enjoying it so far.

If it’s your first day here, you can catch up on Day 1 & 2 by clicking here; Day 1 or Day 2.

Now for today’s haiku…

The robin chorus
can be heard by the hedgerow;
scents of spruce indoors.

Thanks for taking the time to join me today, have a great day and don’t forget to come back tomorrow for Saturday’s haiku.

Take It Easy

Paul

Birdsong

Instead of sleep
in the early hours
I sit and listen to the
siren song of the starlings and finches
at four am
they gather on the dew-kissed fencetops
when the delicate new day
is climbing from grey earth
to sherbet-pink sky
and I wonder what’s to come
in the next 19 hours
before my head hits the pillow
because – although most days are the same –
like the dawn chorus
everyday is different.

Thanks for taking the time to read my poem. If you want to read more, please explore the site.

Take it Easy

Paul