Monday Morning #Haiku 187 & #Tanka 36 — Cliffs

Limpet clamped to rock
Centre of its universe
Cliffs irrelevant

Humans dice with death;
rocks only fall on others
’til they fall on you.
Eroded by wind and waves,
cliffs house skeletons galore.

Press Repeat, Nothing Changes: A Selection of Seasonal #Tanka Poems

Sun cuts low through trees,
Squirrels burrow under roots,
People chase daylight.
Winter solstice then Christmas
Hibernation ~ if only ~

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~National Grid alert~
Christmas stomping on the world:
an unwanted gift
their electricity bill
our indefinite future

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OldChristmasTree

Once crowned with a star,
it glittered in the firelight.
Last year’s Christmas tree
dumped, forgotten and homeless,
its chocolate coins melted.

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Besieged on all sides,
chimneys whistle, timbers creak–
December gale.
Beyond, in cardboard city,
lie papier-mâché homes.

Monday Morning #Haiku 158-160 — Foxgloves & Bees

Bumblebee size bells
Buzzing instead of ringing
Musical foxgloves
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Bees drift somnolent
Bindweed climbs up foxglove stems
Gardener unwinds
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Bees cart pollen home
Empty tubular bell blooms
Become pixie hats