Many, Haikus Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

my mind is taught
combining all the colours
of a rainbow
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people you like
without actually knowing
what gifts
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bin lids frozen
wish it would rain
collection Thursday
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yesterday
newborn babies - today
troubled adults
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the subtext of
a frozen waterfall is
never letting go...
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there are stories
with a middle, beginning - and
an end - past tense
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her cracked portrait
shows her at her regale best
the Howarth, museum
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before her untimely
death—time stood still—I guess
it always will
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black coffee
morning dog walk
life starts here
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non-stop rainfall
lifeless earthworms drowning
stepping stone games

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blind dating
her eyes are sun-dialled in
7 o'clock on the dot
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pneumonia
still pegging out
wet linen on the line
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I can't say no
I'm a doe - no place to go
so—I dote on you
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dust motes circle
there's a phantom in the room
it's New Year time
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synchronicity
seagulls gliding in U-turn's
azure - white angels
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a road combined
with checkerboard shadows
dung flies and new foals
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the stage is set
a skyline drama unfolds
red, orange and gold
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a drama unfolds
gold, frankincense, and myrrh
plus - a guiding star
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the equinox moon
glimmering - a Christmas rose
a candle lights glow
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the midwinter moon
lights a labyrinth in our hearts
passages through the woods
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the coming snow moon
will see us through the New Year
the advent of spring
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Mabon blessings
equilibrium of all things
harvest - gratitude
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full moon blessings
oh - it's a hard day to weep for
let the dew shake free
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luna moths are a sign
of warmer nights, greener
months
for you and for me
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a lonely lost swan
invisible in the snow
the light of the moon
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tiaras of ice
berries on a winter cloak
my heart is melting
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in a spring meadow
I sense life everywhere
forgetting what's gone
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there are tree tunnels
with light and dark openings
and hedgerow hearts
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hedgerow sparrows
make a loud fracas entrance
as homemakers do
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cold moon
shades of a broken heart
somehow shinning
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a morning of ghosts
icy breaths on a foggy morn
what's not to love
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tomorrow I must
dove tail my heart with the wind
ah, cherry blossom
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as a gravestone sink's
its subsidence takes on a-
natural leaning
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the work diary
opens on a fresh blank page
take a fleeting breath
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truly the inner
reflective outer Oh, how
your true heart sings
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sinking feeling's
in a moorland bog
cherished sunshine
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sinking feeling's
in a moorland bog
cherished snowflakes
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a hawk hovering
below a vintage plate
snowy moorland
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a hawk hovering
above scrub land and trees
a moorland mouse
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no fear of the fall
every snowflake is a
small avalanche
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it's just your ears
it must be a cuckoo or
maybe an echo
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forgotten
table manners
winter bird feed
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living happily
in a docile state of affection
I take in a rose
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clothes on the clothes line
are frozen once again
whispering your name
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a love like ours
can have no postponements
day lilies and bees
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between complex breaths
semiquavers and octaves
a blackbird's song
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weird and wonderful
those complex breaths of early
morning birdsong
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the hollyhock
leans until it topples
must be spring again
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a siren call's
my soul's no wavering thoughts
they're only of you
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gemstone necklaces
tiaras of morning dew
each day a princess
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no fear of the fall
every snowflake is a
small avalanche
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collectable
vinyl records - recorded live
unsaleable
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vintage bootlegs
live rare - collectables
unsellable
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chasing—fairy tales
this adulthood reawakens
old nightmares
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a hoary white fox
loses its tail in the wind
snowdrifts feathery
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vying for photos
the family tree is leafless
winters upon us
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snowdrops put on their-
white kimono dresses
I'm green with envy
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explore the sunrise
she is a fuchsia bridesmaid
in a chiffon dress
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sunsets last wisps
on a tranquil forest floor
lipstick shirt collar
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Sudlow fruit farm where
I plucked my first pheasant
for meagre wages
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teenage
dog catcher
released
on licence
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now forgotten-
memories - precious lost things
where did the bee's go
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a magpie pecking
roof moss looks me squarely
in the eyes and chirps
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golden balconies
hovering over an emerald
dressing gown
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an emerald lake
transparent as spring beech leaves
soothing reflection
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an emerald lake
clear as spring beech leaves
calming reflection
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in ecstasy
I recall elderberry blossoms
falling on a toad
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darting from the path
of light the miller's thumb finds
no recourse/regret
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my exile is long
I'm a subject of the wind
I must not plant roots
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in a rare moment
a ghost apple appears before
I can renounce it
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in a rare moment
a dog sun appears before
I can renounce it
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pendulum grasses
nod and sway gazing at stars
life a stroke of luck
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there are tree tunnels
with light and dark openings
and hedgerow hearts
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an orchids grip
on life is ordained to flower
opening prayer
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the midwinter moon
lights a labyrinth in us
passages through the woods
*

the stage is set
a skyline drama unfolds
red, orange and gold
*

in a spring meadow
I sense life everywhere
forgetting what's gone
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luna moths are a sign
of warmer nights, greener
months
for you and for me
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hot nettle tea
soothes my memory of -
yesteryear stings
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frog spit on the grass
in the heat of summer
no time to relax
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mystics fail
to see that you are standing
right in front of me
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silverfish not far
from the fire grate - it must be
breakfast time

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is it love—that you
feel when you go to work?
is it love—that you
feel when you now go to milk—
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wicker figurine
depicted with a trumpet
angel Gabriel blows...
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wicker figurine
depicted with a trumpet
angel Gabriel blows
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here's a flotilla
of burning boats on a stream
beneath red maples
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the sun eclipsed
by maple foliage - shortly
after I'm speechless
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rouge red maple leaves
caressing an autumn moon
virginal snowflake
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autumn bridge burning
inside the Chinese tea house
contemplation time
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an orchids grip
on life is ordained to flower
opening prayer
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In a rare moment
a dog sun appears before
I can renounce it
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a mischievous grin
then buttercups everywhere
oh - how I love - spring
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snowdrops open like
pewterware hammered
and - goblets polished
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Madonna and child
asleep in a far-off land
holy, Bethlehem
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the old recipe book
has been brought out for Christmas
ingredients missing
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learning to understand
what we already understand
without teaching