May Day, Bognor Regis

Pink

petals wild blown

accumulate in drifts

fill gutters,

kerbs billow into puffed up pillows.

 

Bared bottom leaves tilt up

and wiggle, pale undersides

frolic nude.

 

Baited by sunlight,

naked limbs are dared

to risk exposure

so piercing beams,

when whisked up

with sea-cooled gusts,

buff white skin

pink.

 

CLP  01/05/2018

 

Blossom

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Vibrant in the city’s heart

Nature subdues man

 

CLP  17/04/2018

International Haiku Day

(Who decides?)

Woodpecker

Can you hear the knocking?

Reverberating,

Fading thocking?

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Nature’s glockenspiel.

 

CLP 04/03/2018

Giardino Maria Luisa Fagnocchi Rava

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A fatica

Mi distacco da te

e nel pensiero

dell’ultima ora

ti porteró nel cuore

(M L Fagnocchi, Ravenna, fulgida d’oro)

– – – – – – – – – – – –

And finally

Amidst accumulated

Alpine snows

At the last hour

You open your heart to Love.

CLP 05/04/2018

 

In response to a rather challenging http://www.napowrymo.net challenge, i.e. photo, poem in a tongue foreign to the writer, interpreted in native tongue to the rhythm of the original.

Tonight Live at Institut de Beauté…

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Supported by

OBLIVIOUS DAD

CAREER-BREAK MUM

Introducing by special invitation for one night only

The Other Men

Also featuring

THE SULLEN KIDS

CouldaWouldaShoulda

The Lame Excuses

MOTEL MATCHES

PUBLIC INTIMACY

ERRORS OF JUDGEMENT

The Sympathetic Neighbours

FUCK THE MORTGAGE!!

Opiate Overdose

and

Strangely Peaceful…

CLP 03/04/2018

N.B. The prompt today from http://www.napowrymo.net being a list poem using made up (punk) rock band names. If any of these are names of real bands good luck to you. If you want to name your band after any of these fictional names, be my guest.

n.b. Motel Matches would be a great band name, but it is the title of a cracking song by Elvis Costello. You can find it on his album Get Happy! 

1-2-3-4!!!

Echoes

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Off tops of greening trees

Across fresh flowering fields

Over rushing muddied streams

I hear her.

The broad expanse of

Verdant chalk down rolling

Rounded curves and valleys

Carry her voice.

She wheels above

Unseen against high bright sun

In glaring blue

Feathered fingers, arc’d wings

Float in thermal pools

Circular drifting

Her broadcast presence

Pierces the vivid canopy

Slices uncurling bracken

Stabs sticky dank litter

Where others’ ears

Who know this buzzard’s crying

Freeze in fear.

CLP 02/04/18

This poem is dedicated to George Monbiot http://www.monbiot.com