Today's poet

[Harry H Howgill]

Anyway, I am going to do a quick half hour with a headtorch and see y'all later. Will have to have a baked potato again! Cue for a poem....

You'll have to do another half hour Hes. I can't get a good rhyme for Maris Piper!

[Hes]

Well, it has to be done, don't know if anyone else finds running alone at night sort of romantic?

owls serenade me
and reflected in puddles
a snow white moon

three motionless shapes
draped like silk from the branches
roosting peacocks

[Hes]

You'll have to do another half hour Hes. I can't get a good rhyme for Maris Piper!

ha ha....it is smelling good! I am quite excited about my potato now, think I might have it with a bit of grated cheese and a rocket salad.

baked potato again
this running artist needs more
creativity

[Derby Tup]

Well, it has to be done, don't know if anyone else finds running alone at night sort of romantic?

owls serenade me
and reflected in puddles
a snow white moon

three motionless shapes
draped like silk from the branches
roosting peacocks

Great! I like the first one in particular

[freckle]

Wish

To sit quietly
without incident or judgement
with you.
True enough, life's savour
is in its transience,
but I'd like a little bit of
S-T-I-L-L,
to grab those
small seconds of eternity.
When,
our mutual gaze
becomes the warp and weft
of some ancient forgotten fabric
and I hear once again
the skin of your drum
reverberating in my ear
as if it were my very own life
that I could hear,
enlivened and beating strongly
and dissolving
into a fragment of forever.

[Hes]

Marstons Oyster Stout
dark, velvety, refreshing
perfect for winter

mmmm...nice, I have a couple bottles of Black Sheep lying around somewhere, in fact that reminds me, I have a voucher from a race for £25 to spend at the brewery...woohoo, know where I'm off to tomorrow.

[freckle]

Well, it has to be done, don't know if anyone else finds running alone at night sort of romantic?

owls serenade me
and reflected in puddles
a snow white moon

three motionless shapes
draped like silk from the branches
roosting peacocks

romantic...and sometimes scary!.....(well you would think if you lived where i lived!)

I really really really liked these two haiku, I love owls and like the idea of them serenading!

[Hes]

Wish

To sit quietly
without incident or judgement
with you.
True enough, life's savour
is in its transience,
but I'd like a little bit of
S-T-I-L-L,
to grab those
small seconds of eternity.
When,
our mutual gaze
becomes the warp and weft
of some ancient forgotten fabric
and I hear once again
the skin of your drum
reverberating in my ear
as if it were my very own life
that I could hear,
enlivened and beating strongly
and dissolving
into a fragment of forever.

Gosh, this is absolutely gorgeous Freckle.

[freckle]

mmmm...nice, I have a couple bottles of Black Sheep lying around somewhere, in fact that reminds me, I have a voucher from a race for £25 to spend at the brewery...woohoo, know where I'm off to tomorrow.

freckle craves old tom
but on the wagon
(till payday!)

[Harry H Howgill]

Well, it has to be done, don't know if anyone else finds running alone at night sort of romantic?

owls serenade me
and reflected in puddles
a snow white moon

three motionless shapes
draped like silk from the branches
roosting peacocks

Lovely haiku Hes. It certainly sounds romantic when you put it like that.