“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh

Tuesday, February 11, 2020

Variations on a theme

Haiku: 


days of rain
baby water dragon*
likes my yard

*Eastern Water Dragon, Australian lizard.



Tanka:


in my yard
the intruder stands
with bold gaze
claiming ownership –
this tiny lizard


Cherita:

I look out through the glass door.

A baby water dragon stands proud
in the rain-soaked yard, gazing back.

I turn, grab my camera. In that moment
it disappears, I’m focused on an empty spot.
I still see the vivid defiance, the ownership.


'We must stay positive!' many exhorted, as fires destroyed much of my country. I found such advice intensely annoying. What, play for the sinking of the Titanic? And anyway, I felt I was only capable of dark, despairing poems. Then one wise friend advised me to find small things to still love about the world and write of them, so as not to pass even more despair to others. I couldn't at first; then, finally, turning to micropoetry seemed to offer a way.

(I've decided I like the cherita best on this occasion, and am making resolutions to use it more often.)


I'm sharing this at Weekly Scribblings #6 at Poets and Storytellers United: Turn Cliché Into Poetry or Prose.

Friday, January 3, 2020

Fires everywhere ..


Fires everywhere
horizons blanked out by smoke.
Never thought I
hater of cold as I am
would suddenly long for snow.




Wednesday, October 23, 2019

Stopping to photograph ...



















Below the big jacaranda in the schoolyard, loud boys play cricket.

                                                 *********

Stopping to photograph the jacaranda, I forget you are dead.


Monday, September 23, 2019

Spring haiku

Oh!
the bougainvillea –
purple splash



















tendrils
reach from the vine
seeking



















drab trees
brighten overnight –
new blooms





















Wednesday, June 19, 2019

Nearly Ready


‘I’m nearly ready,’ she says,
‘to wear my Ugg boots outdoors.’
(I think she refers to the extreme cold,
but) her words have me discover:
I’m either eccentric or daring!

Tuesday, June 18, 2019

I open ...


I open my door to a cool clear morning – the mountain carved, sharp-edged.

Blooming ...


Blooming in sub-tropic winter: geraniums with deep red petals.