August 2018

Haiku na Seachtaine

Full moon rising…

The navy-blue night
hangs an orange lantern high
between two black pines

(31/08/18)

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The night is quiet in West Cork…

A distant dog’s barks
reinforce the night’s silence.
Sounds of…nothing else.

(24/08/18)

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Waiting for the mackerel run…

Eagle-eyed circling.
Dark waves hide salty secrets.
A gannet plummets.

(17/08/18)

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Hypnotised by midnight reflections…

The sea’s moon-glitter
plays like a film on the screen
of bedroom ceiling.

(10/08/18)

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Dawn commands…

From the tallest tree,
rook chief gives the day’s orders.
In loud triplicate.

(03/08/18)

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