Monday, 3 February 2020

"Setsubun" haiku

Cold kiss of the wind
In Japan it's Setsubun
Last day of winter

Haiku Copyright Res Burman 3rd February 2020
Pic from the www
If it offends any copyright please inform me and I shall remove it.
"Setsubun is the day before the beginning of spring in Japan. The name literally means 'seasonal division', but usually the term refers to the spring Setsubun, properly called Risshun celebrated yearly on February 3 as part of the Spring Festival.

Date: Monday, 3 February 2020
Frequency: Annual
Also called: Bean-Throwing Festival, Bean-Throwing Ceremony
Significance: Day before the beginning of spring"

Friday, 10 January 2020

"When We Were Young"

It is the same moon
That lit our faces, entwined hands
When we loved each other

When every touch and sigh
Was a wonder, a miracle
And a revelation

It is the same moon
That touched our hearts
When we were young

© Copyright Res Burman 10th January 2012

Sunday, 5 January 2020

"Friday 13th December 2019"

Before 1948 and the founding of our National Health Service suicide among the elderly was common.
Without a Welfare State many feared “becoming a burden” upon their children
and chose to end their lives!
I fear we return to those “Good Old Days!”

Democracy has been crucified upon the Cross of Lies!
Honesty has been sold to the highest bidder!
Compassion has been sacrificed upon the Altar of Self Interest!
Truth has been washed away by the torrent of hatred!
Brotherhood has been consumed by xenophobia!
Like vermin from the gutter, those who fucked dead pigs
And burnt fifty pound notes in front of the homeless,
Jostle once again at the trough!

Once again Parliament will try to suppress the unions,
Pass laws to outlaw protest and free speech.
Goodwill to be dismissed as a Communist Plot.
Kindness will be seen as the Loonie Left
And Love? Well who will have time or energy for that
When “heat or eat” are upmost on so many minds!

So preventable deaths will rise,
Homelessness will multiply,
Child Poverty will increase,
Food Banks will run out of food,
Suicide will become a way of life!
Our Nurses will be pushed aside
And probably blamed for the crisis
In our Privatised National Wealth Service.
“For the few, but not the many!”

Schools will teach “He who lies wins!”
On their slates when they can’t afford paper.
Islanders will drown as the oceans rise
The Cayman Islands will sink into the sea
Under the weight of Ill Gotten Gains!
And as our planet dies you can all say,
“It can’t be my fault. I voted Tory!”

May all your Gods and Goddesses forgive you!
I never will!
When Suicide becomes
Once more,
A way of life!

Copyright © Res Burman Friday 13th December 2019

Friday, 6 December 2019

"Sunlit Castle" haiku

The Sunlit Castle
Floats above a choppy sea
Winter storms out there

Copyright © Res Burman 6th December 2019

Sunday, 1 December 2019

"Dusk" haiku

Just before dusk falls
The colours change for the night
So we'll miss them more

Copyright © Res Burman 1st December 2019

Tuesday, 26 November 2019

"Aerial Aviator" haiku

An Aviator
Flying low past my window
Strange sights in Penwith

Copyright © Res Burman 26th November 2019

"The Sentry" haiku

Keeping watch for cats
The Sentry... poised and alert
Whilst his partners feed

Copyright © Res Burman 26th November 2019