Haiku Poem by Harry St Vincent Beechey

A flash of lightning.

A tree leaps from the darkness.

Gone, it is still there.


A jewel glistens.

Rainbow fires, red, blue and green.

It is a raindrop.


Where are all the dreams

Of our hopeful tomorrows.

Lost in yesterday.


The waves on the beach

Speak angrily of a truth

That no one can hear.


An ancient castle.

The ruins hug the hilltop.

The moss on a stone.


Look on this seashell.

Once it was a house - but now

forever empty.



A foot and a nail.

Punctures come by two it seems.

Anti-tetanus.


Wise men do not seek

That which is there all the time.

It was never lost.


Forlorn, a lost dog

Sis listening with perked ears.

A familiar step.