Chalk headland,
A block breaks away –
France-bound ferry.
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(c) Jackie Le Poidevin
Chalk headland,
A block breaks away –
France-bound ferry.
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(c) Jackie Le Poidevin
A chequered board –
In the hands of great men,
Pawns await their fate.
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(c) Jackie Le Poidevin
Pierced –
This entangled heart
Floats no more.
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(c) Jackie Le Poidevin
In the tractor’s wake,
Seagulls fish for worms.
The earth ripples.
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(c) Jackie Le Poidevin
For Carpe Diem: Writing techniques (I’ve chosen comparison)
The sea’s eddies
Carved in periwinkle shells
All along the shore.
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(c) Jackie Le Poidevin
Spring equinox –
Greeted by solar eclipse
And full cloud cover.
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(c) Jackie Le Poidevin
For Carpe Diem: Higan (equinox).
Yes, today we had three amazing astronomical phenomena coinciding – the Spring equinox, a near-total eclipse of the sun and a supermoon. And thanks to the British weather, we couldn’t see a thing. Oh well, at least we didn’t go blind and there are only 11 years till the next “deep partial” eclipse.
Peony
Hangs her heavy head
At spring’s passing.
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Text (c) Jackie Le Poidevin
An odd one to post on the Spring equinox, but I’m catching up as usual and this is for Carpe Diem: Melancholy. Keats told readers of his Ode on Melancholy to “glut thy sorrow… on the wealth of globed peonies”. I certainly do every time ours flower and I realise I’ve forgotten to stake them again and they flop on the ground.
The beautiful photo is by Hugo Díaz-Regañón.
The haiga was written for Carpe Diem: Windmill, following yesterday’s announcement on BBC News that the bones of Miguel de Cervantes have been found buried under a convent in Madrid, 400 years after his death. His creation, the chivalrous knight, Don Quixote, famously tried to fight the windmills of La Mancha, believing they were giants.
Quest for bones fulfilled –
Bare arms reaching silently,
La Mancha’s giants.
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Text (c) Jackie Le Poidevin
Closed umbrella,
Opening umbrella –
Pair of cormorants.
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(c) Jackie Le Poidevin