Silver and Skein | Haiku

Poetry 1 Minute

We’re moving from the log burner into the still spring air with a couple of haiku…

A dog sleeping near a wood-burning stove with blue flames in a moonlit room.

Silver

The soft salt-blue flame

waxing weak underneath damp

silver birch kindling.

Slender silver birch trees with white bark leaning in a misty, fern-covered woodland.

Skein

Bare branches carding

through damp skeins of mist. Waiting

for wind to pick up.

Thanks for reading folks. Recent short stories include ‘Shift‘ and ‘The End of the Day‘.

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, Down in the Dirt, and Shooter magazine. He has a Professional Doctorate in Education. Matthew blogs at www.matthewjrichardson.com.

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Stories in Golddust Magazine, Literally Stories, Idle Ink, Writer's Egg, CafeLit, McStorytellers, Whatever Keeps the Lights On, Flashback Fiction, Down in the Dirt, Close to the Bone, Shooter, Soft Cartel, Fiction Junkies, and Heavenly Flower Publishing

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10 thoughts on “Silver and Skein | Haiku”

      1. I had a gig this afternoon with a jazz pianist at a fancy retirement community. I ended up performing in front of a decorative gas fire + hearth which radiated a lot of heat and kept me (more than) toasty warm. The rain is, of course, good for all the plants waking up from their winter hibernation. I am simply hungry for a few hours/days of sunshine…

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