Posted in Uncategorized, tagged art, cuckoos, distance, Haiku, Haiku-ish, height, landscape photography, Mynydd Preseli, Pembrokeshire, photography, Poetry, Preseli hills, sky, the numinous, Wales, Śir Gar on June 3, 2020| Leave a Comment »
CARN INGLI HAIKU
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We are lost in its blue distance.
Carn Ingli praised by cuckoos.
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A gathering of sunlight.
In the shadows of Carn Ingli
Even the near becomes distant.
Humming bees.
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Some hills watch you for miles,
Knowing who you are, where you have been.
Carn Ingli, perched above the world.
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A flock of blue stones:
Cracked open are their doors.
Crowned in heather and whin
Is silent Carn Ingli.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged art, Autumn, consciousness, Haiku, Haiku-ish, landscape, landscape photography, Mynyddoedd Cambrian Mountains, Poetry, rain, Wales, weather on January 4, 2020| Leave a Comment »
DAY DISSOLVING
Falling waters,
thread white,
tumbling.
.
from that small distance,
the wheeling raven,
soundless.
.
So woven together
are the layers of the day:
a plaid of wind ripples the lake surface,
as if it were about to say something.
.
we shall dissolve
from light
into light.
.
slowly, slowly
down the side of Y Garn
roll clouds
mixed with sunlight.
.
the view
slides sideways
and is erased.
there is a new silence
that comes
just before the rain.
.
this season-
a balance point
clustered at branch tips.
.
we shall dissolve
from light
into light.
.
on dark smudged slopes,
the shout
of purple heathers.
a scree of broken moments,
small enough
to commit to memory.
.
falling waters
woven together.
moments such as these
make and melt worlds.
.
we shall dissolve
from light
into light.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Haiku, Haiku-ish, landscape, Mynyddoedd Cambrian Mountains, photography, Poetry, time, Wales, water on October 29, 2019| Leave a Comment »
GREEN ROCK
Green rock, black root
time is the river
that shapes this world.
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Green rock, black root
sentience emerges
from realising relationship.
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Green rock, black root
life is born from the seed
of sullen gods who found love.
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Green rock, black root
this world, so full of sorrow,
this world, so full of bliss.
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The familiar will fall away,
as leaves before the autumn wind,
as leaves before winter.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged art, Haiku, Haiku-ish, heat, landscape, landscape photography, light, nature, Poetry, river, summer, Wales, water on October 13, 2019| 3 Comments »
SUMMER RIVER
Golden edged
Summer river
Rocks cooling their toes.
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Golden river
Summer gnats
All diminuendo
–
Cooling their old bones
Grey worn rocks in summer heat
Squatting in midstream
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Soft summer rivers
Water folding up sunlight
Shoals of darting fish
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High summer
We see them gather
To cool their feet:
These venerable rocks
–
Dreaming in the slow waters
Time flows silent
By the river side
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Haiku, Haiku-ish, landscape, Poetry, summer rain, Wales on September 17, 2019| Leave a Comment »
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Haiku, Haiku-ish, landscape, Mynyddoedd Cambrian Mountains, Poetry, spring, Wales on April 16, 2019| Leave a Comment »
SPRING SCATTER (haiku-ish)
Moon as bright as morning
burnished by a cold wind.
Mountain river white as clouds.
—
Floating mountain.
Two crows.
Spring sun melts frost.
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Cold wind.
Bright sunlit air.
These blackthorn days:
Tumbled jewels.
—
Along the lanes,
blackthorn blossom.
On the high hills:
the bones of the snow.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged art photography, Haiku, Haiku-ish, landscape, landscape photography, Poetry, sequence, snowfall, Wales, white, Winter on February 24, 2019| 2 Comments »
SNOW SEQUENCE
River words turn running slow.
To see, to say, to move on.
A winter’s day has little warmth.
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A winter’s day has little warmth.
We huddle around our hearts,
Crunch bowed through snow.
—
Crunch bowed through snow
Finding footprints to keep to,
White hollows the slipping lanes.
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White hollows the slipping lanes.
Lines of hedge float empty
Cold smudges reasons to move.
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Cold smudges reasons to move.
Time falls in flakes ending all.
Weighted we bob, suddenly uncertain.
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Suddenly uncertain,
This is not the world we own nor shape.
Even names for things have dissappeared.
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Even names for things have disappeared.
The river mutters between teeth of ice.
Slick and black the waters smirk.
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Slick and black the waters smirk.
Glass cold whispers sliding by.
River words turn running slow.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged dry weather, Haiku, Haiku-ish, Issa, Japanese zen haiku, love of small things., Poetry, sheep, summer, Wales on August 3, 2018| 1 Comment »
ISSA AND A FEW MOMENTS IN WALES
(Four haiku)
Issa sees the world
holding Issa in its hands.
Both begin to laugh.
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Croeso! Croeso!
The sheep cry out.
Rainclouds gathering.
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Hesitant at first,
And the birds falling silent,
Cool drops of rain.
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Distant, morning train
Echoes off the empty fields.
Sheep waiting for rain.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Haiku, Haiku-ish, landscape, Poetry, spring, Wales, Winter on April 2, 2018| 2 Comments »
Opening out.
We saw a bright place:
Summer stars, birdsong.
The language of a landscape.
—
Bright Spring day.
For a moment
Nothing else matters.
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Home through snow.
Getting lost –
Other people’s footprints.
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Winter trees:
You can see
what they are thinking.
Weighing the memories
of years and seasons.
Squeezed thin
between the bright veins of light
And its decay.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Cwm Graig Ddu, Epynt, Haiku, Haiku-ish, landscape photography, Llangamarch, Mynyddeodd Cambrian Mountains, nature, Poetry, spring, Wales on March 29, 2018| 2 Comments »
CWM GRAIG DDU
Yesterday the ravens were dancing.
Now, this east wind has scoured the skies
To a perfect frozen blue.
Dark, bruised by cold,
Cwm Graig Ddu, sunless, looks out,
Dreaming of rivers.
Its sheep: philosophical rocks,
Waiting for Spring.
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Bitter cold.
Bright sunlight.
Trees dream
In the dark valley.
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Hours pass.
Gazing out.
Hunting words.
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Calibration of sorrows –
A mountain view.
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An empty road
Still finds its destination.
All music sits upon its silence.
A sweet sap comes after winter sleep.
By slow breath the cauldron bubbles.
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