Coal and Curl | Haiku

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It’s grey skies and a chill wind in Scotland as we head towards the year’s end, so here are a couple of moody haiku…

Flames from a coal fire

Coal

A year’s fag-end gloams,

Underlit by coals, over-

hung by mauve smoke skeins.

Foaming waves running amongst rocks on a beach

Curl

Curling whitecaps rush

Under stone skies and towards

A wind-harried shore.

*Thanks for reading, folks. Images courtesy of Amy Palko and Xoane Seoane. My recent short stories include ‘Night Out‘ and ‘PLANET 4662/1183J/983!/11C‘.

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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Words in Gold Dust magazine, Literally Stories, Close to the Bone, McStorytellers, Fiction Junkies, Soft Cartel, Whatever Keeps the Lights On, Flashback Fiction, CafeLit, Best Microfiction 2021, Writer’s Egg, Idle Ink, and Shooter.

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