over snowy fields
the vixen's cries -
solstice moon

Tinywords

I'm on the editorial panel again for the next edition of Tinywords.

We are currently considering submissions until December 15th, primarily on the theme of light.

For further details visit the submissions page.

midnight snowfall
the union leader's statue
wears a white shawl

midnight snowfall
my neighbour
coughing away



[published: Presence 37]

commuter platform
in amongst the suits
a Charlie Brown lunchbox



(Brondesbury, London - late 90's)

Fifty-Seven Damn Good Haiku by a Bunch of Our Friends, edited by Michael Dylan Welch and Alan Summers and published by Press Here books. Each editor selected six poets for inclusion in the book, and each of the twelve poets is represented by either four or five haiku. Not a single one is about parsnips. The poets, who live in Europe, Africa, North America, and Asia, are Susan Antolin, Timothy Collinson, Susan Constable, Karen Hoy, Keiko Izawa, Deborah P Kolodji, Dejah Léger, Tanya McDonald, Caleb Mutua, Helen Russell, David Serjeant, and Alison Williams. To order in the United States, please send $8.00 plus $2.00 postage. Make payments payable to “Michael D. Welch” and send to him at 22230 NE 28th Place, Sammamish, WA 98074-6408 USA. For orders outside the United States, please inquire for details by emailing WelchM@aol.com

two minutes silence
the shifting light
of a windy day

after
her dance class
cartwheels

first flowers
she re-arranges
her re-arrangement

rush hour...
two women embrace
then sign their goodbyes


[first published in Presence]

steel city sunset
looming on the skyline
anvils

Tinywords

I have joined the editorial team at Tinywords.

We are currently accepting submissions until 30 September for the next issue - see http://tinywords.com/submit/ for details.

DS

in the centre
of the merry-go-round
the fair-worker's scowl

in the middle of it all
- stuck -
her dodgem

Hello everybody, I thought it was about time to try my hand at a haibun. The fine details are still in my head, I just wanted to see if these pieces stand up...


cupped in her hands
a fairy -
spider's web thistledown


the mare's nostrils
seek their target
rising
from the pushchair
gentle chuckles

starlight
the silhouettes
of mountains


Hi! - just back from Croatia (again)

lost in thought -
a breeze I can't feel
glows the embers

blue skies
caught in each raindrop
an inverted cloud

flower after
         flower after
    flower
the intermittent bumble
of a bee

The other David Serj/geant

I have just found out that there is a poet by the name of David Sergeant (NB: not David Serjeant, because that's me). I have only had my name mis-printed once (amazingly) and that was in Magnapoets 5 - they spelt it with a 'g' and I thought "It'll be OK as I can't seriously be mistaken for anyone else, can I?" ...Can I?

He has a book as well.