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Kukai 1st and 2nd place

Jun. 29th, 2013 | 08:32 pm
location: On the couch watching rugby
mood: awake
music: Jubilee Street - Nick Cave

Am surprised and very pleased that I got first and second place in June's Kukai.

Kukai kigo 1st, subject: Barefoot
Buddha's birthday
more shoes than spaces
on the temple steps

Kukai free format 2nd, subject: Shell
back to school
the smoothness of a shell
in her pocket

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Kukai kigo 2nd place. May

Jun. 2nd, 2013 | 09:42 am
mood: contemplativecontemplative
music: Atoms for peace - Stuck together pieces

rains retreat
the monk adjusts
his posture

The rains retreat in southern Asia is held during the rainy season. It can go for 3 months and Buddhist monks use this time to meditate intensively without outside interruption.

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Be Careful

May. 4th, 2013 | 03:43 pm

Be careful...

I have just received an email from LJ saying my account has been inactive for 2 years and I only have 3 entries and therefore they are going to delete my account! Clearly a mistake (I hope).
Check your emails so that your account doesn't get deleted..


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Too late baby

Feb. 24th, 2013 | 04:21 pm
location: Singapore
mood: apatheticapathetic
music: Higgs Bosun Blues - Nick Cave

25 years late

my ex wife wants

to friend me

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First taste

Jun. 30th, 2012 | 07:07 pm
location: on the floor
mood: surprisedsurprised
music: Jack White - Blunderbuss

What a surprise! This morning I saw that I came first in the May monthly Shiki Kukai - kigo section and joint first in the free format section.

first taste

of ice cream

- her eyes

and you

so far away

day moon

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The time it takes

May. 30th, 2012 | 01:26 pm
location: Casa mia
mood: cheerfulcheerful
music: Lana Del Rey - Born to die

The time it takes

"Put the book down and go to sleep," I tell my daughter, as I gently stroke her hand.

"Only if you do that ten more times," she smiles.

As I finish, she says, "That was eleven."

 how quickly
the sun disappears
her laughter

I was lucky enough to have this haibun published in Haibun Today. See some great haibun at: http://haibuntoday.com

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So chunky you can carve it!

Mar. 1st, 2012 | 02:04 pm
location: Home at last
mood: contentcontent
music: Throw down your arms - Sinead O'Connor

I have just received the latest "Red Moon Press Anthology of English language Haiku"
I am very pleased and proud that one of my haiku is featured>
It's a really good book and if you would like to check it out go to www.redmoonpress.com

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Not home this year....

Dec. 25th, 2011 | 11:32 am
location: Hong Kong
mood: nostalgicnostalgic
music: Synthetic Christmas carol muzak

far from home

the Chinese characters for

'Happy Christmas'

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Dec. 7th, 2011 | 05:04 pm
mood: accomplishedaccomplished
music: She bangs the drum - The Stone Roses

Yesterday I had my 50th birthday. Gulp.

Here are a few haiku I wrote during the year with this birthday in mind......

fifty ~

I have favourite

death poems now

I've slightly more hair

than the other balding guy

- my daughter says

winter sun

four birds arranged

in a leafless tree

between birth

and death

~ uncertainty

reviewing my x ray

the surgeon

checks his watch

evening light

the branch

where the bird was

under the winter tree

an old lady

in a green scarf

In sun

In rain

flowers wave

endless stars

all the things

I'll never know

all the time

in the world

- those autumn clouds

across the platform

another girl

I'll never kiss

fading light

an old man

singing love songs

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Mia's poem

Oct. 11th, 2011 | 08:11 pm
location: in wonder
mood: gratefulgrateful
music: Nature...

I haven't written anything decent recently. However, my seven year old daughter Mia showed me what she had written whilst sitting in her Grandmother's garden......

Text below image....

Gentle wind,
whispering oak trees,
hair blowing in my pale face.
A strange, unknown language is here.
When shall we discover the bird's song?
A rustling hedge is saying something, but what?
Excited dog barks fill the air, What is he saying? this is a wonder.
Red Wattle bird is singing a melody sweet and crisp,
fluttering wings, he clears his thought. Now he is resting.

The end.

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