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Haiku – Blithe Spirit

  laughing gulls the wind pushes me into the sea     river moon the silent lights of a narrow boat     moth dust a smudge of moon through drifting clouds   Blithe Spirit vol 29 number 3 August … Continue reading

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Haiku – The Heron’s Nest

  dawn tide rolling up the beach a wave of sanderlings   The Heron’s Nest, Volume XXI, Number 3: September 2019 https://www.theheronsnest.com/index.html

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Haiku – Frogpond

  white villas perched at the cliff edge screaming gulls   Frogpond Journal of the Haiku, Spring-Summer issue 42.2, 2019 http://www.hsa-haiku.org/frogpond/

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Haiku – Femkumag

  bindweed the longevity of words   little rituals counting the elephants in the room   fear of the dark he calls me witch   FemkuMag, Issue 15, August 2019 https://docs.wixstatic.com/ugd/f4c0ea_3ef2d753f3f6447c961c5b2e274a80ca.pdf?fbclid=IwAR1E9-4dTnHJ5l6RmYD-WiFrI1FpgGmBfdRdFj0zGndlH4D196jkQ8Egc6c

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Haiku – Stardust

  volunteers in the hospice garden sunflowers   Stardust Haiku, Issue 32, August 2019 https://drive.google.com/file/d/1YRM8VZ7ewx27VEnCRu7k9AEeTw7rsRA1/view

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Poets Salon – Wild

It’s an honour to see my haiku and tanka featured in Poets Salon with the theme Wild, along with some great poets.   incoming tide the eager thrust of a seagull’s wings Ο slow river daffodils nod at a passing … Continue reading

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Haibun – Narrow Road Journal

  Broken Links   Sid has been on his own since Sylvia left. He’s always talking about going places when he’s fixed his motorbike. He has plotted his route on a map in red marker. First, the Portsmouth to Cherbourg … Continue reading

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