Late 08 haiku (1)

Sometime in November I set myself the task of writing a haiku, or at least a short poem, each morning after meditation, and before breakfast. I managed it most mornings, and it was quite interesting to look through them again.  They seemed to chart a declining mood towards the trough of December. (From my window I can see the tops of some houses, some trees and one tower of the Forth Road Bridge. These were often what I fixed on.)

11/11/08

Light flashes
Atop the tower
Grey clouds hurry past
On their way to Christmas

12/11/08
            Morning sky
            Black branches and houses
            Last night's anger still humming

13/11/08
            Sky darkening
            In the farmhouse wall
            A bomb hole

14/11/08
            Dull wind
            You can move the branches
            Now move those clouds

17/11/08
            Blue morning
            The lights are on
            Blue slippers wait

19/11/08
            On this clear morning
            I want to sleep
            All night

20/11/08
            Windy morning
            My double glazing
            Turns off the sound

22/11/08
            Late rise
            Ah! The sun is here already

25/11/08
            Sleepy morning
            Am I
            Here yet?

26/11/08
        Morning clouds
        Dark water
        World in shadow

28/11/08
        Drowsy morning
        My room
        Swallowed in a yawn

        We live so long
        When do hard times
        End?

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