Category: Just for the moment

The sky’s streaked orange,
On mornings eastern skyline.
It’s a lovely sight.

The sky’s baby blue,
Soft and easy, embracing,
Welcoming this day.

I found my black pen,
Under my chair,
In plain sight,
It writes so freely.

Ode to a hedgehog,
My dear small prickly creature,
I miss you – come back

Keep on keeping on,
I don’t take the easy road,
My silver lining.

Where can I go,
On a tenner and intent,
Home or heaven sent.

The great begin small,
The great oak from the acorn,
The book from a word.

No one combs the bee,
Yet they keep a lovely coat,
Of those well kept hairs

Going to London,
Got to sort out a few things,
Get a good outcome.

Trees yellow and brown,
And their leaves are falling down.
Laying on the ground.

A minutes silence,
At eleven don’t forget,
A time to reflect.

The train’s moving fast,
The towns race past in a blur,
The early rain’s stopped.

Sunday was a blur,
Lots to do and finished none,
It went too quickly.

The parades were good,
I remembered those lost too,
From my family.

On days like today,
The morning light plays around,
And has a pureness.

One year to the day,
This blog site has displayed,
A Haiku each day.

The challenge goes on,
Day by day,
Some in delay,
Ev’ry day matters.

It has moved a lot,
Since it started,
There is change,
Mostly good as well.

Tomorrow’s the day,
One year to the day,
Then what?
It’s an easy choice!

It was a good night,
Sleep came easy, too easy!
Early night for me.

Slow train to London,
Rocks and rolls through misty fields,
Like the air won’t yield.