Camellia
From the Blue Book
camellia
blooms wind
from the south 868
camellia blooms wind from the south 868A
gone so long
still keeping to my side
of the bed 869
autumn stars
the moon full
of haiku 871
eavesdropping
a conversation between
bees 872
departure day
we play catch
one last time 874
leaves come and go
living life inside
a snow globe 875
Hawking's vast
swirling cosmos
I wash dishes 876
snowmen
blue hands proving
size is everything 883
caught in shoji
the autumn moon full
of kuremi 885
western shore
the ducks like
John Wayne 887
western shore
ducks are all
John Wayne 887A
western shore
John Wayne
ducks 887B
coming closer
for a better view
autumn moon 889
rose dawn
tui sinks
into kowhai 890
winter rain
I use an abacus
to count the days 891
autumn mirror
the stranger
in my face 893
spring pheasant
where has that cough
gone? 894
hot jandals
the beer begins
to sweat 897
spring sun
flashes green on his back
midnight tui 902
midnight
leftover moonlight
silvering the lake 903
admiring
the pineapple on his shirt
paper wasp 905
autumn rain
earthworms and I
cross the path 907
spring rain
each cold drop
a surprise 909
morning birds
keeping feet dry
rock to post 912
oh majestic peak!
I have seen you
on a cake tin 913
old sake
a wobbly cup
pines for more 915
white moths
a perfect day
for fluttering 917
the moths jiggle
on invisible strings
a fine spring day 919
moths jiggle
on invisible strings
a fine spring day 919A
invisible strings
jiggling moths
a fine spring day 919B
spring
pond weeds lose
their shadows 920
spring
pond weed
loses shadow 920A
midges
navigate spring
a first kiss 921
washed away
by the breeze
dandelion seeds 922
under the trees
afternoons growing
buttercup garlands 923
under trees
afternoons grow
daisy chains 923A
nerd birds
triangulate
the sky 926
young birds
the geometry
of flight 926A
warm days
gum tree pathways
kaleidoscope 927
the silk road
recalculating dogs years
for ants 931
spring day
lambs complain
about the service 932
new leaves
on the apple tree
bare feet for shoes 933
clearest day
sky diving plane
corkscrews higher 934
splinter
trusting my daughter
with the needle 936
spring chairs
shaking off the fly
reveals the spider 938
autumn
packing away what follows
the heart 940v
mourning the fallen
no more stories
of the plum tree 941v
blossom forgotten
a country dressed
in black 942
antique shop
the adopted smell of
forgotten things 943
antique shop
a smell shared
by forgotten things 943A
spring idyll
lawnmowers assail
my ears 944
spring day
is the echo
the bird? 945
threadbare
poor mans memory
of winter 946
spring shower
meditations on the shape
of azaleas 949
spring bird
the first song
sotto 950
after rain
spring bird's first song
sotto 950A
fast asleep
the whole world
waiting 956
duck's reflection
ground in sunset spices
lake view 957
frost gone
spring meadow shows
it's pleasure 958
frost gone
spring meadow's
pleasure 958A
spring here to stay
eucalyptus leaves shiver
in delight 959
leaning closer
seeing a little face
in every bloom 962
autumn wind
the last regrets of flowers
swept away 965
heat of summer
birds drop down
the branches 966
summer heat
birds
drop
down
the
branches 966A
stillness of spring
what hope the flowers
will sing 967
dash dot dash
deciphering birds nests
in winter poplars 835
unconcerned
with no wallet or keys
bumblebees 838
spring tide
boats jostle
to be free 846
swimming pool sky
a daisy road
beckons 858
once upon a time
a long time ago...
books in boxes 864
dignitaries speak
crumbs from the cake stand
lead to me *
November/December 2015
All poetry © Steven Clarkson 2015
From the Blue Book
camellia
blooms wind
from the south 868
camellia blooms wind from the south 868A
gone so long
still keeping to my side
of the bed 869
autumn stars
the moon full
of haiku 871
eavesdropping
a conversation between
bees 872
departure day
we play catch
one last time 874
leaves come and go
living life inside
a snow globe 875
Hawking's vast
swirling cosmos
I wash dishes 876
snowmen
blue hands proving
size is everything 883
caught in shoji
the autumn moon full
of kuremi 885
western shore
the ducks like
John Wayne 887
western shore
ducks are all
John Wayne 887A
western shore
John Wayne
ducks 887B
coming closer
for a better view
autumn moon 889
rose dawn
tui sinks
into kowhai 890
winter rain
I use an abacus
to count the days 891
autumn mirror
the stranger
in my face 893
spring pheasant
where has that cough
gone? 894
hot jandals
the beer begins
to sweat 897
spring sun
flashes green on his back
midnight tui 902
midnight
leftover moonlight
silvering the lake 903
admiring
the pineapple on his shirt
paper wasp 905
autumn rain
earthworms and I
cross the path 907
spring rain
each cold drop
a surprise 909
morning birds
keeping feet dry
rock to post 912
oh majestic peak!
I have seen you
on a cake tin 913
old sake
a wobbly cup
pines for more 915
white moths
a perfect day
for fluttering 917
the moths jiggle
on invisible strings
a fine spring day 919
moths jiggle
on invisible strings
a fine spring day 919A
invisible strings
jiggling moths
a fine spring day 919B
spring
pond weeds lose
their shadows 920
spring
pond weed
loses shadow 920A
midges
navigate spring
a first kiss 921
washed away
by the breeze
dandelion seeds 922
under the trees
afternoons growing
buttercup garlands 923
under trees
afternoons grow
daisy chains 923A
nerd birds
triangulate
the sky 926
young birds
the geometry
of flight 926A
warm days
gum tree pathways
kaleidoscope 927
the silk road
recalculating dogs years
for ants 931
spring day
lambs complain
about the service 932
new leaves
on the apple tree
bare feet for shoes 933
clearest day
sky diving plane
corkscrews higher 934
splinter
trusting my daughter
with the needle 936
spring chairs
shaking off the fly
reveals the spider 938
autumn
packing away what follows
the heart 940v
mourning the fallen
no more stories
of the plum tree 941v
blossom forgotten
a country dressed
in black 942
antique shop
the adopted smell of
forgotten things 943
antique shop
a smell shared
by forgotten things 943A
spring idyll
lawnmowers assail
my ears 944
spring day
is the echo
the bird? 945
threadbare
poor mans memory
of winter 946
spring shower
meditations on the shape
of azaleas 949
spring bird
the first song
sotto 950
after rain
spring bird's first song
sotto 950A
fast asleep
the whole world
waiting 956
duck's reflection
ground in sunset spices
lake view 957
frost gone
spring meadow shows
it's pleasure 958
frost gone
spring meadow's
pleasure 958A
spring here to stay
eucalyptus leaves shiver
in delight 959
leaning closer
seeing a little face
in every bloom 962
autumn wind
the last regrets of flowers
swept away 965
heat of summer
birds drop down
the branches 966
summer heat
birds
drop
down
the
branches 966A
stillness of spring
what hope the flowers
will sing 967
dash dot dash
deciphering birds nests
in winter poplars 835
unconcerned
with no wallet or keys
bumblebees 838
spring tide
boats jostle
to be free 846
swimming pool sky
a daisy road
beckons 858
once upon a time
a long time ago...
books in boxes 864
dignitaries speak
crumbs from the cake stand
lead to me *
November/December 2015
All poetry © Steven Clarkson 2015