Category: Haiku

Trees, We Apologise To Thee

Today I’ve added another Haiku to my piece from yesterday to create a dual Haiku, I hope it doesn’t detract from the heartfelt intentions of my original Haiku, and I’ve also added another piece of glorious music by Ludovico Einaudi.  Thank you Kate, of Calmkate, for the excellent photo prompt

Haiku: Trees, We Apologise To Thee

 

Ancient trees of life

Anoint colour to the sky

Cast shadows aground

 

I, hugging a tree

I, apologise to thee

I, seek mindful peace

 

 

 

 

 

Ivor Steven (c)  June 2019

Sky Blue: My Haiku Collection

I’m not a prolific writer of Haiku’s. Actually flicking through my poem file’s, I could count them on my fingers and toes !! Yes, out of the hundreds upon hundreds of poems, I have only written “21” Haiku’s. There is no reason as to why so few, because I do enjoy the concise format of the Haiku, they flow well for me, and I think most of them come out ok….. Well here I go, Ivor’s complete collection of  Haiku’s… Oh and I only started writing them, about 6 months ago, with “Sky Blue”  …….

Sky Blue

I’m covered in blue

The morning sky clears my eyes

Sea-air fills my lungs

 

Blue 

Today’s deep sky blue
Warming my chest and soul too
Curing cough and flu

 

True, it’s a dog’s life
Who would kill a lonely cat
Peace to you and you

 

Leaf

Spring’s about to start

Your winter withered my heart

Birds sing until dark

 

Zither

Chinese courtyard sounds

Guzheng music gently strums

Beijing alley hums

 

Today

I walk past today

Remembering yesterday

Gone is tomorrow

 

Today my earth blooms

Yesterday is forgotten

Tomorrow I weep

 

Coastal

A strong coastal wind

Blowing sand across bare dunes

Vegetation going

 

Red Crown: 

 Red the morning sky

Day lily my courtyard Queen

Garden summer crown

 

The Sun

The fiery sun burns

Bitumen melts underfoot

Tomatoes glow red

 

The Forest

Tunnel grows wider

Walking out of the forest

The light glows brighter

 

Family

A hive awaits me

My Philadelphian tree

Branches will rejoice

 

I Climb

Step by step I climb

Steadily walking my path

Time is flying fast

 

A Window Voice

I cannot hear the bird

Singing in the window tree

Birds are the free voice

 

A Flower Gone

In a sea of lights

She, an unpicked bloom, wilted

Young and fresh, now gone

 

Dual Haiku

Reflect

Cloud level seven

A step closer to heaven

My time to reflect

Green

Green’s my spring colour

Sparkle on my angel’s wings

Green makes my heart sing

 

Tribal

I’m a proud member

A player in the world team

Now I’ve left the tribe

 

January

Cloudless happy days

Sunlight kisses everything

Feeling warm within

 

Wall of Thorns

My bed of roses

Is scaling a wall of thorns

Perpetually

 

After The Wine

Beyond the wine bar

Radiant sunset begins

Tired eyes failed to see

 

My Cafe

A coffee and cake

Moorarbool Valley Cafe

Rustic country scene

 

Dead and Alive

Dead

Old cypress tree dies

Driest Autumn recorded

A sign of the times

Alive

My green fernery

Watered garden signature

She lovingly thrives

 

Recital

The voiceless man spoke

An old poet recited

His words clear and strong

 

Ivor Steven (c)  2019

 

 

 

Recital

Last evening I attended a poetry open mic’ event, held by ‘lowercase poetry’. The word theme for night was “A Shadow Of Doubt”. I was invited on stage to read my poem called ‘Finality”, a copy of which I’ve attached here below my Haiku, ‘Recital

Haiku:

Recital

 

The voiceless man spoke

An old poet recited

His words clear and strong

 

 

Finality (Revised)

 We will all travel, life’s journey

There’s  reality in the end, a concluding count down

Finality occurs, not a shadow of doubt

Sooner or later, we have to retire, and work no more

Old tools are laid to rest, gathering dust

There’s a time, when we have to say goodbye

To that special one’s, sad crying eyes

Suddenly life propels us, to pass our friends lives

The people we knew, dwindle to a few

And beyond the lies, earth slowly dies

We the custodians, failed to see overcast skies

Our belief’s shriveled, inside religious sleeves

The jealous and greedy, are yet to eat their last supper

I hope tomorrow’s future, is better than today’s veiled ways

And yesterday’s trials, become the healing castle’s final say

 

Ivor Steven (c)  2019