Haiku: Christmas Presents
Here is a selection of haiku written over the holiday period, including the ground-breaking 'dogging haiku' that was deemed too risque for publication by the British Haiku Society.
Christmas Presents
Cold dawn…
a car engine starting
sends gulls screeching.
.
fox
with the same face as me
seconds before we hit it
.
How lonely
outside the furniture shop
our old sofa.
.
late home
the moon
the evening star
.
Dawn stillness…
a heron practicing yoga
by the river
.
Finishing the address,
my father tears a page
out of his notebook.
.
December cremation:
my grandmother’s ashes
settle on the windscreen.
.
My daughter
plucks a pink rose
from the wreath.
.
My wife walks
across our bedroom,
unties her nightgown.
.
Up before everyone –
catching the first haiku
of the day
.
Winter dawn…
the postman’s red fingers
squeezing envelopes.
.
Christmas Eve:
Mrs Claus on all fours
in the Asda car park.
.
Christmas presents:
stripy socks;
a different outlook.
.
Boxing Day walk –
a strip of light
along the horizon.
.
Saying goodbye
to my brother –
his straight back.
.
Visiting relations;
the Christmas tree unlit
in our front room.
.
New Year’s Day –
same face
in the mirror.
.
January –
how dark the front room
without a Christmas tree.
.
Rain at the windows…
sharing the room
with silence.
.
I drill another hole
for the smell
of burnt wood.
.
Lawnmowers
cutting out one by one –
July evening.
.
As the sun goes in
swimmers appear
in the water.
.
hire car
beach-towels on the window shelf
the heat
©2012 Dan Wyke
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