Hopefully a still, summer vibe in today’s haiku…

Long
Skeins of mist thrown long
over hillock and deep dell.
A summer dawn’s veil.
Continue reading “Long and Languorous | Haiku”Hopefully a still, summer vibe in today’s haiku…

Long
Skeins of mist thrown long
over hillock and deep dell.
A summer dawn’s veil.
Continue reading “Long and Languorous | Haiku”From the trees and into the shed with a couple of haiku…

Leaf
Leafy carapace,
shifting in the warm breeze.
Dappled shadows dance.

Linen
More linen than thread –
spider’s trap, muffled and chaste.
Ambition thwarted.
Thanks for reading folks. Recent short stories include ‘The Silver-Lined Ridge‘ and ‘A Shadow World‘.
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.
We’ve a couple of maritime haiku this Sunday…

Stilled
Iridescent blue,
stilled and sluggish. The peaceful
face of treachery.
Continue reading “Stilled and Sated | Haiku”We’re basking in a stilled, hot summer today in a couple of haiku…

Heat
Peeling under heat –
a once-clad fence bare-wooded
to coming winters.
Continue reading “Heat and Hopscotch | Haiku”Summer takes two different forms in this week’s haiku…

Summer
Retreating into
shadowed corries and high crags –
summer snow, fleeing.
Continue reading “Summer and Sea | Haiku”It’s sunny in Scotland at the moment. Two haiku to match…

Sun
Asphalt shimmering
underneath an apex sun.
Air and concrete merge.
Continue reading “Sun and Still | Haiku”Two haiku for a close, claustrophobic summer day…

Lull
That summer lull, of
Heavy scents, stultifying
Heat and low-run streams.
Continue reading “Lull and Long | Haiku”There has been a stultifying heat this week in Scotland; it has been responsible for the following haiku…

Breezeless
Footling summer hum
Of airborne things, of breezeless,
Pollen-heavy heat.
Continue reading “Breezeless and Bobbing | Haiku”