From shady wood to windswept coast – a couple of Haiku for this Sunday…
Bark
From slow-pulsing roots
Up bark-scarred trunks, into a
Cold, mosaic sky.
Brine
Froth-embroidered reach
Of briny cold fingertips,
Feeling between stones.
*Thanks for reading, folks. Image courtesy of Givanov P. My recent short stories include ‘A Clearing‘ and ‘Across the Glassine‘.
Matthew Richardson is a writer of short stories. His work has featured in Gold Dust magazine, Literally Stories, Close to the Bone, McStorytellers, Penny Shorts, Soft Cartel, Whatever Keeps the Lights On, Flashback Fiction, Cafelit, Best MicroFiction 2021, Writer’s Egg, Idle Ink, The Wild Word, and Shooter magazine. He is a doctoral student at the University of Dundee, a lucky husband, and a proud father. He blogs at www.matthewjrichardson.com.
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Delightfully done, Matthew, even though it’s pretty chilly – and it feels that here too!
Thanks Chris. We’ll definitely be handing over the warmer weather soon. You make such better use if it than us!😆
enjoyed both these Matthew: great pics too 🙂
Thanks John. I’ve been playing around with using AI for some of my images when I can’t find a suitable one.
that’s very progressive of you, Matthew: I must give it a try —
Always enjoyable–and those tree roots have stories to tell!
You’re right – they’ve seen more than they’re letting on!