"Calm" haiku

 After bad weather
Nature takes out her pastels
Calm over the Bay

Copyright © Res Burman 17th December 2020

"Wet Morning" haiku

 

Over slate grey roofs

And terracotta chimneys

Salt spray reigns supreme

Copyright © Res Burman 16th December 2020

"Autumn Equinox" haiku

Autumn Equinox
Comes stealing across the bay
As shy as a maid

Copyright © Res Burman 22nd September 2020

 

"De Gallant" haiku

Dawn crept in shyly
Like a ghost ship under sail
Barely a whisper

Copyright © Res Burman 11th September 2020

 

"Blackwing" haiku

The Blackwing Pencil
Lusting for the spoken word
Ready for duty


Copyright © Res Burman 7th August 2020 

Ann's Gardens.

You’d think that she was praying

Down there on her knees

Paying close attention

To everything she sees

Her fingers busy scrabbling

Among the plants and dirt

And she spends so long bowed over

You know her back must hurt!

But you know that it’s all worth it

When you see her gardens bloom

And the flowers shine so brightly

They’d banish any gloom

And all the scents and perfumes

That waft up in the air

You’d think that Ann’s created

A piece of Heaven there!

She has always had a garden

No matter where she goes,

She’s always planting something

And tending Father’s rose.

And when her labour’s over

She loves to go and see

The result of all her endeavours 

With an evening G and T.

I think this is how Ann worships

Creating beauty for the eyes

And whatever prayers she mutters

Must surely reach up to the skies

And she blends these lovely perfumes

Without Frankincense or Myrrh

I’m sure the God of all the Gardens

Must be so well pleased with her.

Copyright © Res Burman 25th July 2020

"Poppy" haiku

Our English Poppy
Bows and blows to every breeze
Remembrance always

Copyright © Res Burman 24th June 2020

Liziqi haiga

Dedicated to Liziqi

Whose cooking videos are such a delighthttps://www.facebook.com/Liziqicooking/

Words copyright © Res Burman 18th June 2020

Coronavirus

I presented my urine sample

At my Doctor’s Surgery.

“You shouldn’t be out at your age!”

Said the receptionist.

“I know,” I said,

“But it’s embarrassing enough

Getting someone to hold the pot

While I pee in it,

Without expecting them to carry it

All the way up here!”

Copyright © Res Burman 24th April 2020

"Heaven's Fire" haiku

Marazion's lights
Pale to insignificance
Beneath Heaven's Fire

Copyright © Res Burman 12th April 2020

"Easter Sunday" haiku

Today Saint Michael's
Floats upon a pastel sea
Easter Sunday rose


Copyright © Res Burman 12th April 2020

"Shy as a Maid" haiku

On some days our Mount
Stands forth boldly and proudly
Now.... shy as a Maid!

Copyright © Res Burman 9th April 2020
In Isolation!

"Pastel Morning" haiku

Over the rooftops
And across a silent sea
A pastel morning

Copyright © Res Burman 8th April 2020

"Miss England" tanka

Miss England returns
Doctor Bhasha Mukherjee
Self isolating

Then back to the hospital
Beauty and Duty combined

Copyright © Res Burman 7th April 2020

"Silver Sea" haiku

Sometime in the night
Some Angel laid soothing hands
On our silver sea

Copyright © Res Burman 5th April 2020

"Coloured Lights" haiku

I burn coloured lights
Shining into our darkness
Workers wending home

Copyright © Res Burman 4th April 2020

"Coughing" tanka

When I start coughing
I remind myself sternly 
Stay away from chillies

Self isolate from the stove
When hot chillies hit hot oil

Copyright © Res Burman 3rd April 2020

"Polished" haiku

Sometimes it appears
As though a huge giant hand
Has polished our seas

Copyright © Res Burman 3rd April 2020

" Two Metre Separation" haiku

That is not allowed
Never mind taking the piss
You are far too close

Copyright © Res Burman 2nd April 2020

"If I Go Away" haiku

If I go away
Keep a light in the window
So I'll know you're there

Copyright © Res Burman 2nd April 2020

"Today a Pigeon" haiku

Today a pigeon
The first bird in my backyard
Since before Christmas

Copyright © Res Burman 1st April 2020

"Ready for the fray" haiku

The world emerges
Battleship grey and silver
Ready for the fray

Copyright © Res Burman 31st March 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.
Wikipedia
Date: Monday, 3 February 2020
Frequency: Annual
Also called: Bean-Throwing Festival, Bean-Throwing Ceremony
Significance: Day before the beginning of spring"

"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

"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 13^th December 2019