50 Haiku’s and Felts

There that’s it! I’m nearly 54 but I finished the task of making 50 Haiku’s and Felts for my 50th year. Enjoy…..now for the next project…

Hope

Death brought you in a box.

Lid shut tight, Pandora’s evils

Shan’t twist ma guts again.

Penny (mother dear)

7/3/1944 – 1/7/2019

Sand Martins

They’ve flown in with screeches;

Riparia Riparia.

Seeking out their homes in sand banks.

Dusk

In th’gloaming,

the sky looks like a fresh bruise,

jackdaws are cut-outs.

Yarrow

Amongst the horse shit,

I pick milfoil for a tinture.

A witch I have become.

Scything

Aa grip ma snath,

The silva blade glints, heel to toe,

Shearing the damp grass.

Sea Coal

Aa retraced their steps

Those heavy skorted wimmin,

Bent like sticks t’pick coal.

Burdock

Sticky hairy sphere,

Clinging to my flowery dress.

New dry land to seed.

Ladybird

The first one of the year.

Red gem on faded grasses,

Round, fat, spotted Buddha.

Otto 27.07.18

You sang to the moon,

As the earth’s shadow passed over.

A blood red saucer.