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Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts
Friday, December 23, 2016
Wednesday, December 21, 2016
17.12.16 (#350) the dog rolls by Myron Lysenko
the
dog rolls
in a kangaroo carcass
freshly mown lawn
freshly mown lawn
Saturday, December 10, 2016
Lizz Murphy - Poems 345: Back in the bush
they rise
like ghosts
or soft grey
angels against
the charcoal
dark
wings spread
agitate
cooling air
beaks pierce
night
a summer glut
winged
insects smear
my windscreen Thursday, December 8, 2016
Monday, December 5, 2016
Sunday, December 4, 2016
Lizz Murphy - Poem 338: light flares ...
light flares yellow casts your wing in silver
we both hover
2.12.16 (#336) raking Myron Lysenko
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raking
the rhododendron
cats in the sun
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raking
the rhododendron
cats in the sun
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Saturday, December 3, 2016
30.11.16 (#334) looking for stars Myron Lysenko
looking for stars
at the end of springan empty taxi
Sunday, November 27, 2016
Wednesday, November 23, 2016
Lizz Murphy - Poem 328: Open the heart (part I-III)
[Scroll to the raven image for the new section]
OPENING THE HEART
Raising arms (six times)
Mt Bobbara becomes golden
blue shadow streak each rock
etched into the horizon
Open the heart (six times)
out of the old
leaves shine lime
gum blossoms are
ruby pendants
Paint the rainbow (six times
each side)
evening light draws
the edges white
cockatoos separate the sky
Part the clouds (six times)
at the foot of Bobbara
a thousand trees the red tips
of new growth
Rolling arms in fixed
stance
cockatoos
flakes of cloud keeling
into trees
Rowing the boat in the middle of the lake
you can see the water
tank for the steam trains
ironblack rustbleed
Supporting the ball in front of the
shoulder
a door
unusual
am I needed
Gazing at the moon
freight train
orange rush
Turning waist and pushing palm
the old bath
weeded
what to plant
Cloud hands in horse riding stance
dandelions close
something invisible
flicks a stem
Scooping the sea & looking at the horizon
ravens
harbingers of myth
they play with our minds
Pushing the tide out
cockatoo
a Christmas ornament
on the neighbouring
oak tree
Flying dove spreads its wings
grey gathering
a dog barks across
the railway track
Punching in horse stance
Mt Bobbara olive
must replace that board
a horse kicked in
The flying wild goose
geraniums
forgot they were in bloom
the rooster is up
The rotating firewheel
grey heron sailing by
neck scrunched
Stepping and bouncing the ball
a bird chips at air
another winds up
for a song
Balancing the chi to close
the guinea fowl
have lost their panic
graze quietly
Practising
Shibashi a T’ai Chi/qigong form — with shades of Leonard Cohen (sorry I can’t
remember the title of his T’ai Chi poem)
Lizz Murphy - Poem 327: Open the heart (part II)
OPEN THE HEART
(part ii - Shibashi continued)
Rolling arms in fixed
stance
cockatoos
flakes of cloud keeling
into trees
Rowing the boat in the middle of the lake
you can see the water
tank for the steam trains
ironblack rustbleed
Supporting the ball in front of the
shoulder
a door
unusual
am I needed
Gazing at the moon
freight train
orange rush
Turning waist and pushing palm
the old bath
weeded
what to plant
Cloud hands in horse riding stance
dandelions close
something invisible
flicks a stem
Scooping the sea & looking at the horizon
ravens
harbingers of myth
they play with our minds
Monday, November 21, 2016
Tuesday, November 15, 2016
14.11.16 (#318) a chicken climbs Myron Lysenko
a chicken climbs
the steps to our kitchen—
spring break
the steps to our kitchen—
spring break
Friday, November 11, 2016
Sunday, November 6, 2016
Saturday, November 5, 2016
Thursday, November 3, 2016
Tuesday, November 1, 2016
31.10.16 (#304) Halloween by Myron Lysenko
bags of lollies
the kids have not prepared
a trick
the kids have not prepared
a trick
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| Photo by Nadine Hartnett |
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