I wrote this after seeing one on Daniel Schwamm’s blog. Dispersion Early sun leaks through A hole in a tilted tree Dispersing the fog … Early sun leaks through Gilding the morning shadows With luminescence … A hole in a tilted tree A kaleidoscope Of shifting colours … Dispersing the fog Washing wisps of gossamer […]
Day: November 6, 2015
A poem about one of my most favourite places in the world
Venice A labyrinth of watery lanes Bridges and sighs Music and colour Under cloudless skies The sacred peace Of a sudden piazzale Pigeons and the clanking bell Of St Mark’s Campanile The echo of gondoliers As they round a bend A romantic cliché On the Adriatic sea
A memory haiku for a damp Friday
Masks Venetian disguise Array of gaudy treasures Who will be revealed?
writing in north norfolk 