Listening, thinking of nothing, simply living in the sound of the night, the world seems more alive; the dusky green of field and hedge a monochrome greyish-silver in the pale light, the telegraph poles stark black throwing spooky shadows across the fields. A Barn Owl hunting along the edge of the wood - ghostly white. A Curlew calling.
I turned the page ... “I have amazing news for you – and indeed for every bird-lover in the country,” he whispered. “As I suspected, the birds you saw and which I have been watching for fifteen minutes are bee-eater.” The year was 1957. It was my first day at Junior school and I had picked a book from the library shelves to read ...
Continue reading Of Bee-eater (and Bittern), Egret and Avocet
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
