It was one of those serendipitous moments - hanging out the washing I looked up at the sound of whistling, thinking it was the farmer working his dogs. Only to see a couple of Red Kite rising from the fields with lazy wing beats and forked tails twisting - pale red-brown marionettes in the morning sun ...
distant bells
red kite rising
into sunlight
Another of my occasional posts on ‘Artists Inspired by Nature’. I first came across Robert Bevan’s paintings while researching for my two semi-historical non-fictional short stories set in South East Cornwall. He is the Great Grandfather of Patrick Baty, historian of architectural paint and colour. Patrick gave credence to my thoughts on the historical origins of colour and it’s use in paints, central to my stories.
The Yellowhammer and his song has become embedded in our cultural memory and rural heritage. Immortalised by Beethoven and Enid Blyton.
a fish leaping ripples the sunset clouds
— Martin Lucas
Thank you to all who have read, liked, or RT’d my #haiku over the last week or so. I’m taking a short Twitter break over the weekend. But here’s one to finish this week ...
rosy sunset—
dusty roads white
with moonlight
#foundhaiku @RJefferiesSoc
@Dru_Marland Love it. What a fun poem
We've just published our Summer 2021 issue! As ever, we've got some world class #haiku to share, with particular attention paid to this #summer season in this issue's work. We hope you enjoy! https://www.waleshaikujournal.com/summer-2021
Just Published in the @WalesHaikuJournal Summer 2021 edited by @ChambsP
up in the attic
crawling through
my childhood
Thanks Paul 😃
#haiku #Summer #childhoodmemories
