It happens each year September brings us sunshine More than in August Yes, I know we’re only three days in…
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Haiku for the end of August (2)
Golden eventide The Sun sets on Summertime Warmth gives way to chill
Haiku for the end of August (1)
Heather on the hill No sound but the radio Cows amongst the green
A Haiku for August
Wet English summers It always rains in August Dark evenings advance
Why is there so much poetry in my blogs now?
You might have noticed that recent posts have featured poems (especially Haiku) rather than my usual guitar or music-related topics. Well, you don’t have to worry about this site turning away from it’s main focus. For one thing, my efforts aren’t very good! Yet, in these uncertain times, I find myself composing small poems inContinue reading “Why is there so much poetry in my blogs now?”
Poem: A political ghost flew, ruining my view
The wheat it rises fast by summer late Honey yellow melting into rich gold Yet now, streaking through the swaying barley Comes ex-P.M. from Euro state of old Fleeing worldly problems and past mistakes With childish abandon and youth-lost glee Surprised, then angry; next, aloud thinks I: “Well, that’s stained this golden moment for me!”Continue reading “Poem: A political ghost flew, ruining my view”
