Dawn, yes and the mist, what else do you
….And Sweet was My Love
I had met her in the town where I went to school,
about an hour train ride from my town. She was
A Cairo Rose
Lily white was his shirt
A red rose sprung from his chest,
…And It Was Her Summer
“Go back to the children’s home, she said I have no work and
There had been much rain in the upland and the river ran
full and strong, so forceful that a pillar, on the old bridge,
broke off and half of it fell down.
Misty night when a bus crossed the bridge, plunged down
Beautiful rainbow over the valley
I saw a man climb up its bow only
A Beautiful Song. (Ink Spots)
“I don’t want to set the world on fire” what a lovely song.
But I’m disturbed by sparrows, sit in my orange tree and
4 Haiku for the spirit
To fly far away
Let clouds absorb unhappiness
A Christmas Remembered
Day before Christmas it was cold and we walked down
to the harbour to buy a tree and I remember the sea
I remember tiny things picking up a burnt match
from a floor wondering who threw it there.
A May day in St. Malo, I saw an old man crying
streaks of tears down rumpled chin.