Lakeside Dreams (published by Riposte 2013) and later by Street line Critics, Limerick - written on the street (fun exercise)

Lakeside Dreams

Dusk by the lakeside,

waters gently lap the shore.

The breeze weaves through tall reeds

to dance amid soft mountain shadows.  

A cold moon rises

behind a copse of Oak,

rolling smoky skies.

In the hush of midnight

bare branches reach to the stars,

gathering the falling darkness

into a night of dreams.

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Lakeside dreams written on the street in Limerick

haiga (dappled green)

Published in A New Ulster September 2013

cool woodlands
of summer --
dappled green

haiku and haiga (summer 2013)

embroidered hedgerows --
the yellow scent
of summer

published in A Hundred Gourds June 2012


Haiga made of embroidered hedgerows below

The Attic Chest

Winter winds the darkness

into the attic chest,

her cold bosom wrinkles

like a wind-blown river.

Wet snow sparkles

from tiny crevices,

trickles gently

like a mountain stream.

Autumn leaves coil

like a dancers ringlets

they twist and spin

like angel feathers,

I grasp the last one on the wind.                      

Wildflowers ( Haiku)

wildflower meadows --
the call of a lark
pipes the air


wildflower meadows --
memories of summers
young

butterfly (Spring haiku)

sunlight
fills the alleyway
butterfly dawn

Spring haiku

walking

between long shadows

Spring morning

tree shadows stretch

into the light

Spring day