Beating Wings
From the Book of Seven Syllables
beating wings
a summer bird
departs 138
scent of rain
carefully the birds pronounce
the words 142
scent of rain
how carefully birds
pronounce the words v 142
scent of rain
the clarity
of birdsong v 142 +
summer afternoon
a waning cat
licks its back 162
lost day
at the memorial
roads of grass
admiring
the view
dragonfly 212
red pavilion
just as we leave
a breeze 225
princess and the pea
sheep poo
in my shoe 229
princess
the pea in my shoe
sheep poo 229v - these ku also appear in another form elsewhere on this site.
moths
the same dance I did
when I was young 231v
hurried trees
the colour of autumn
wind 233v
Mt Ruapehu
in the long heat
naked 235v
March chill
branch on the roof
cat at the door 237v
autumn moon
a morepork reminds me
we are neighbours 239v
arms white
washer woman complains
of cold tea 240
white armed
a washer woman complains
of cold tea 240v
long grass
run away now
black cricket 242v
autumn
the birds in the roof
have gone 257
winter stars
the path winds
to them 258
cold stars
my pockets reveal
a dollar 260
July plants
huddle closer
to houses 261
on again
off again relationship
beach stones 262v
on again
off again
beach stones 262v+
first frost
autumn stars
sweep the sky 263
summer moon
the transparency
of midnight fields 265v
far from
rotting fields
autumn moon 267
lakeside walk
something the dog
rolled in 268
summer gone
admiring the posture
of the apple tree 269
autumn wind
in the secret garden
summer lingers 270
autumn wind
in the garden
secret summer 270v
spider carcass
in the doorway
a fist 271
a fist
in the doorway
spider carcass 271v
first to show it
an autumn shiver
through the web 272v
waiting to play
at the doorstep
morning light 273v
horsing around
putting dub step
into a can 274v
one cries
one laughs
autumn geese 276v
autumn clouds
pass as quickly
flock of birds 278
not staying
for the funeral
windswept leaves 280
sea spray
what colour
jonquils 281
trapped
this cold morning
five mice 282v
autumn sun
warms the stones
shepherds hut 283
sowing bees
for spring
lavender 286
Anzac day
red as blood
wardrobe poppy 288
iridescent land
waking in the night
to cricket song 289
autumn leaves
damp sounds
from the path 290
suddenly summer
unable to discern
swift from swallow 296
night fishing
bridge lights stretch
to my toes 297
August & September 2016
All poetry © Steven Clarkson 2012-2016 (no reproduction or other use of any work in whole or in part without prior written permission from the author)
From the Book of Seven Syllables
beating wings
a summer bird
departs 138
scent of rain
carefully the birds pronounce
the words 142
scent of rain
how carefully birds
pronounce the words v 142
scent of rain
the clarity
of birdsong v 142 +
summer afternoon
a waning cat
licks its back 162
lost day
at the memorial
roads of grass
admiring
the view
dragonfly 212
red pavilion
just as we leave
a breeze 225
princess and the pea
sheep poo
in my shoe 229
princess
the pea in my shoe
sheep poo 229v - these ku also appear in another form elsewhere on this site.
moths
the same dance I did
when I was young 231v
hurried trees
the colour of autumn
wind 233v
Mt Ruapehu
in the long heat
naked 235v
March chill
branch on the roof
cat at the door 237v
autumn moon
a morepork reminds me
we are neighbours 239v
arms white
washer woman complains
of cold tea 240
white armed
a washer woman complains
of cold tea 240v
long grass
run away now
black cricket 242v
autumn
the birds in the roof
have gone 257
winter stars
the path winds
to them 258
cold stars
my pockets reveal
a dollar 260
July plants
huddle closer
to houses 261
on again
off again relationship
beach stones 262v
on again
off again
beach stones 262v+
first frost
autumn stars
sweep the sky 263
summer moon
the transparency
of midnight fields 265v
far from
rotting fields
autumn moon 267
lakeside walk
something the dog
rolled in 268
summer gone
admiring the posture
of the apple tree 269
autumn wind
in the secret garden
summer lingers 270
autumn wind
in the garden
secret summer 270v
spider carcass
in the doorway
a fist 271
a fist
in the doorway
spider carcass 271v
first to show it
an autumn shiver
through the web 272v
waiting to play
at the doorstep
morning light 273v
horsing around
putting dub step
into a can 274v
one cries
one laughs
autumn geese 276v
autumn clouds
pass as quickly
flock of birds 278
not staying
for the funeral
windswept leaves 280
sea spray
what colour
jonquils 281
trapped
this cold morning
five mice 282v
autumn sun
warms the stones
shepherds hut 283
sowing bees
for spring
lavender 286
Anzac day
red as blood
wardrobe poppy 288
iridescent land
waking in the night
to cricket song 289
autumn leaves
damp sounds
from the path 290
suddenly summer
unable to discern
swift from swallow 296
night fishing
bridge lights stretch
to my toes 297
August & September 2016
All poetry © Steven Clarkson 2012-2016 (no reproduction or other use of any work in whole or in part without prior written permission from the author)