April, Haiku's Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

April, Haiku's

depleted breath
a red field poppy
with bereft petals
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depleted breath
a red field poppy
four-petals bereft
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forlorn—
lingering in shadows
caught between rainstorms
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forlorn—
lingering in shadows
caught between raindrops

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howling
internally-externally
natural wilding
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Am I a moth?
purging when I am not seen
or heard? Hell yes.
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an owl hooting
a train noisily passing
and this is silence
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castanets in June
collecting bluebell seed
orchestral delights
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castanets in June
collecting bluebell seeds
the odd blackbird song
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castanets in June
collecting bluebell seeds
and mosquito bites
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glossy bluebells
in their slimy bulbs—
nymph dragonflies
*
glossy bluebells
in their slimy bulbs—
sapphires are abundant
*

leaving the bluebells'
residing between the trees
how drab the blue skies!
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morning bluebell feasts
when the mist stands knee-high,
daffodils die
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morning bluebell woods
when the mist stands knee-high,
I eat blueberry pie
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top of the orchard wall
the rosiest apples shone—
October sunsets
*
before and after
always to the orchard
heavy satchel bags
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forgotten words
but still a gentle kiss
on the cheek
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night blossoms
under the guise of moonlight
cherry blossom stars
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the paths to blossom
can be icy doorways—
but ah, the beauty
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a focal point
amidst a crowd of wannabes
your stoic face
*
lingering smells
of pipe tobacco long forgotten
Grandad's chirpy grin
*

amongst little gems
forgotten and alone, slugs
and caterpillars
*
a taste of spring
cherry blossom, it is a
moorish delight
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us—like the meeting
of waters that do not mix,
then fall in love
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us—like the meeting
of waters that do not mix,
then fall in love
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stone balancing:
some people are meant to fall,
yet mountains still rise
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stone balancing:
some people fall,
yet mountains rise
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with one flex of her
neck, a white swan
diminishes the moon

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beneath a long veil
her extended hand in reach
horse chestnut trees
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vibrant tulips
the first dance of the real warmth
yet to come
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solitary tracks
around an old wishing well
shepherd and his dog
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despair
whispers take my hand
infant weaning cries
*
softly touching
the clanging windchime—silence
once again
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Wisteria
binds me in your limbs
and flower
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mindfulness
haikus wrote on every
Bodhi tree leaf
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early letters home
first blossom falls - then leaves
stay and eat awhile
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I filter
everything you say -
spindrift blossoms
*
a feather falls
a boat upon the water's
nesting material
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a feather falls
a boat upon the water's
any port in a storm
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we write with love
we garden with hate
dandelions
*
either side of
the gate posts - dog and cat
no safe passage
*

faith—a flagship
still on course,
destination unchanged
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despair beneath
cathedral oak limbs
turns to joy
*
despair beneath
cathedral oak buttresses
find harmonious joys
*
despair
in sunny bluebell woods
near impossible
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early summer
an enchanted rose garden
the honeybee glade
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early summer
a bright rosy-pink dawn
dairy cows mooing
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our destiny: a
kingdom of cherry blossoms
intermingling
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embrace me
with inseparable kisses
cherry blossoms
*
double pink blooms
hold me until we too fall
like cherry blossoms
*
double pink blooms
hold us together till fall
cherry blossoms
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new heights
each spring - mountain cherry trees
leaf and blossom fall
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park bench
a place of joy and
despondency

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marble this fluid
takes a true genius to carve
Venus de Milo
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searching endlessly;
always elsewhere
is your happiness
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go elsewhere…
the dandelions shook their heads
'we shall, ' they all said
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white chrysanthemums
devotional love tokens
stoic as snowflakes
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don't despair—the land
will thaw again—exuberant
new beginnings

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touching down
the earth beneath our feet
was fertile new ground

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meditation:
these browning camellias
are a well-spent force
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underwater
above the serenade of
the moon and stars
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I despair. I've
not believed in a plant
called 'honestly'
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pink blossom rivers
forked paths from winter
to glorious spring

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pomegranate red
the glossy vineyard of her
mouth wine-pressed

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I avert my steps—
in direction and distance
as sea mist transcends
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unveiling sea mist
remembering a dance
between you and me
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sea mist
befalls on a slate mine
a living serpent
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Himalayan seeds,
a heavenly blue with an-
orbiting sun
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a magic carpet
the sea mist rolling out
leaving starfish
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a magic carpet
the sea mist rolling out
leaving jellyfish
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a magic carpet
the sea mist rolling in
leaving asteroids
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gluttonous black holes
once the cherry blossoms
are swept aside
*

fire extinguisher red
robins never dampen
my spirits
*
April ushers in
the first wasp kitchen buzzing
with activity
*
you think you love me—
then you don't - and then you do?
April rain showers

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have I not crossed?
this bridge before, paths
going back and forth?
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have I not crossed?
this bridge before, paths
going back and forth?
reflections now high and low
contemplations after thought
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yellow forsythia
fringes a bubbling brook—
gold in abundance
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decimated
all these fairytales—the cherry
blossoms almost gone
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decimated
fairytales—the cherry
blossoms almost gone
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The dog ate your homework.
Utter nonsense. Next, you'll be
Flying round the moon

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Wisteria flaunts itself like a feather boa
All the boys will love her.
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Leprechauns are -
amongst us hoarding their gold
crypto currency

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the gingerbread house
has been eaten—not a sign
of a crumb is left...
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fairytales
about princesses and frogs
ribbit-ribbit
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fairytales
came and went - by the way
I had bills to pay
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Himalayan
Fairy grass - touches of magic
dotted here and there
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exquisite
rose tinted apple blossom
a taste of spring
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in some corner
of my life - there are no more
creepy crawlies
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tantamount
to a kiss—the French doors
opening—dawn chorus
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the river winds south
forgetting its throne was once
a mountain top
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the road back
winds like a winding river
many twists and turns
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the river greets us
and flocks together in the-
same court laughing
*
a river dance's
in the sunlight, the moonlight
but doesn't take sides
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a glow of warmth
outside the family home
the prodigal son
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spring fashion show
in its sea*sonal green coat
open treasure chest
*

yes, I stand alone
but not without borders or
a little support
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your love is displaced
like the sun it warms
the hearts of many
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touching the corners
each fold a display of love
mother's bed-making
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I note your tears
the crescendo of a storm
the hint of a smile
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comfort for me
a warm cup of strong, sweet tea
watching the roses grow

*

what is comfort
is it an old, worn-out shoe
dogs liking your soles
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teething problems
why does it have to be this-
way? snoring gum shield
*

a yawning cat
watches for the departure
of the winter sun
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memory has an-
answer for everything—
I can't recall
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memory has a
recall button just last week
we were lovers
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glossy bluebells
in their slimy bulbs—
nymph dragonflies

*

glossy bluebells
in their slimy bulbs—
sapphires are abundant
*

in your voice
I note all the little changes
between the clouds ⛅️
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a bluebell's urn
these spirits—past and present
awaken my heart

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bluebells meandering
ancient as times forgot
these crystal streams
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the bluebells
have fallen much like oak trees
splinters of sky

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keeping a vigil
not just by night
croaking frog

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that old princess
and the frog story - ah
four-leaf clover

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