Showing posts with label tanka. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tanka. Show all posts

Sunday, 1 February 2026

#1741 (#032) and #46

all my hidden thoughts,

intentions, dressed up fancy

arrière-pensée

*

if I make it french

will it be fancy instead?

“arrière-pensée!”

hmm, it sounds more like ballet

than scheming and treachery

Tuesday, 15 July 2025

#45

a quiet morning

trying silent recycling.

but it's just so hard -

the paper is no problem,

but my god, the tins! the tins!


Friday, 25 April 2025

#44

the sound of the stream

amplified by its steep banks -

it hardly seems real.

or is this the modern way -

disbelieve reality.

Saturday, 19 April 2025

#43

show the world what you

see, expose what should be seen

by those who would pay

and to those who can change it

and keep it changed forever

Saturday, 22 March 2025

#42

i just went there once

Kennedy’s for fish and chips

shall I tonight then?

and rid me of that mem’ry

too for it was a shit day

Friday, 21 March 2025

#41

potatoes roasting

the fat bubbling, crisping,

making them crunchy

(and the smell as they get close

and the taste as they go in)

Thursday, 20 March 2025

#40

crescent moon and star

hang high above the houses

extra bright tonight

(actually it was Venus)

(should have used an app to check)

Sunday, 4 August 2024

#39

letting the breeze in

through thin clothes to blow coldly

over your hot skin’s

like inviting a lover

to relieve the ache inside

Wednesday, 19 June 2024

#38

the dandelion:

time piece and love predictor?

all in just one plant?

no, the latter is daisies -

i can’t just ignore that now.

Wednesday, 22 May 2024

#37

thunder born in spring

is a fresh newborn thunder -

it makes us smile.

(bizarre nonsense written to

fill the syllable count up).

Monday, 13 May 2024

#36

looking down the list

i see the phrase heat shimmer

and i remember

i saw one at the weekend

but where and when i’m not sure


Thursday, 18 April 2024

#35

this is not one thing

or the other, ‘snot static,

spring melancholy.

this is weather dependant,

this is very changeable.


Tuesday, 19 March 2024

#904, #34, #905, #906, #907, #908, #909, #910, #911 and #912 (feelings at a conference)

#904

why'm i so awkward

and what is this barrier

between me and them?

#34

how does it happen?

how can people just talk, talk

when they've never met?

why have i a barrier

up against these normal things?

#905

time alone is gold

but time alone makes me meek

when I should be bold 

#906

stand back, people watch

find a certain comfort in

all my discomfort

#907

in the quiet space

i can just sit and be me

forget my worry

#908

(is it bad or not 

that i don't want to talk or 

even interact?)

#909

and then you do it.

you talk to a stranger and

you thaw a little.

#910

the relief when the

automatic lights are off

in the men's toilets

#911

too tired for the

last session of the two days.

i’ll try art instead…

#912

days later and i’m

reflecting on what that was,

planning the next one.


Saturday, 16 March 2024

#33

like the swimming pool

Coventry Station is still

stuck in the sixties

delightfully so and still

the same after twenty years


Sunday, 3 March 2024

#32

when the air is cold,

your face feels like a fridge and

your fingers ice poles:

do not despair and shed tears,

find the one who’ll give you warmth.

Monday, 26 February 2024

#31

the annual quest

of searching for plum blossoms

in the calm before

the cherry storms of people

come to flood our peaceful groves


Wednesday, 21 February 2024

#30 (little grebe talks)

i can’t walk too well

but i can sink under and

i can fly as well -

underwater you wouldn’t

believe my fluid displays

Tuesday, 20 February 2024

#29

futon in winter

more quilts above than below 

my night-time cocoon


waking each morning anew

fresh for at least one hour

Saturday, 27 January 2024

#28

there is more that is 

not us than there is that is 

us : we must take care

of each other and the world

around us : love all neighbours


Friday, 19 January 2024

#27

have you felt the rush,

the tea-coffee-caffeine rush?

the daily races

and the fight against drinking

too much: take corners slowly