Showing posts with label freya pickard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label freya pickard. Show all posts

Thursday, 29 March 2012

29-3

wind-dried washing, blown
with scent of sun and Spring air, 
all clean, fresh and crisp

Freya Pickard 2012

Tuesday, 27 March 2012

27-3

the flowering black-
currant droops its bright pink blooms
against new green leaves

Freya Pickard 2012

Thursday, 22 March 2012

22-3

daffodil brightens
and cherry tree whitens; brought
to life by the sun

Freya Pickard 2012

Tuesday, 20 March 2012

20-3

equinox passes, full
moon wanes as Spring ascends, mist
diffuses sunrise

Freya Pickard 2012

Thursday, 15 March 2012

15-3

the promise of Spring
no longer a hint but now
a reality

Freya Pickard 2012

Tuesday, 13 March 2012

13-3

the breeze skims my neck
scratches at my cheeks and ears; 
mist halts Spring again

Freya Pickard 2012

Thursday, 8 March 2012

8-3

bright mist blown by warm
wind reveals blue sky of
Spring and the sunshine

Freya Pickard 2012

Wednesday, 7 March 2012

7-3

lightness in the air
as misty dawn brightens. Year
awakens, smiling

Freya Pickard 2012

Friday, 27 January 2012

A published Haiku

Guess what?

I've had a haiku published in The New Writer! OK, it's only one haiku but it's difficult getting accepted for publication in this "different" magazine. I know, I've been trying for over a year! 

For those of you who subscribe to The New Writer, my haiku is on page 33. If you don't receive The New Writer, you can find out more about it here

And if you enjoy my haiku, you may well enjoy my other poetry. Dial 174 has published my poems Hearth and Cosmic Riddles in #88. To find out how to obtain copies of Dial, please contact
John Claypole by email at Dial 174