Winter

2012-01-29T09:55:00.001Z

the dog
locked out all night
frosted grass

Adorned

2012-01-28T16:38:00.004Z

the moon in her hair

and Venus – a bright bead oflight

upon her neck

2012-01-28T09:28:00.001Z

crocus shoots
show a hint of gold
edged clouds

2012-01-27T12:27:00.003Z

last night bright
Venus shone down upon all
my wounds, my scars

2012-01-27T09:23:00.001Z

two magpies
court on rooftop aerials
bright sunshine

2012-01-26T09:02:00.001Z

gilded clouds
leave patches of blue
rooftop corvids

2012-01-25T09:26:00.001Z

dry grass
the wind seems colder
without the rain

2012-01-25T05:57:00.002Z

bitter cold midday
squirrels playfully love-sick
crossed my path

2012-01-24T09:04:00.001Z

sycamore
fallen after the wind
silent wood

Shadows

2012-01-23T17:35:00.000Z

shadows in dusk
angels gathering
at church’s point
-

Photo by Peter Lindholm, Norway; Words: Ashi

2012-01-23T09:26:00.001Z

constant rain
over the garden
unrepentant clouds

2012-01-22T10:10:00.001Z

bitter wind
screams through the window frames
the cat flap rattles

2012-01-21T09:56:00.001Z

freezing rain
hammers at the windows
the dog's wet kisses

2012-01-20T09:18:00.001Z

incessant rain
leaves beads of water
bare branches

2012-01-19T15:28:00.002Z

we’ll be watching films
projected onto the black face
of the new moon

2012-01-19T09:41:00.001Z

sparrows
frequent the bird table
the cat at the window

2012-01-18T09:26:00.000Z

wind and rain
burns away the frost
sparrows stay hidden

2012-01-17T09:28:00.000Z

icicles
lit by morning sun
rainbows

2012-01-16T09:23:00.001Z

buddleia leaves
hang like limp jellyfish
morning sparrows

..courting

2012-01-15T09:57:00.001Z

why the birch's branch
courting the starling, I,
feel freer...
for these resolute feet to plump
and crystalize my air with snow
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..(C)2012 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Harmony
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Note: perhaps i should make L5:
and crystalyze my air with snow..????
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Note [again]: i just changed the last
word..initially i had it "snowflakes"
but, now, i much prefer "snow"

2012-01-15T09:22:00.001Z

frost
on the birdfeeder
hungry robins

2012-01-15T00:19:00.002Z

blue tit -
enormous
amongst the icicles

2012-01-14T18:39:00.001Z

window
crystals

my
breath
rounds

a
tree
bole

2012-01-14T17:03:00.002Z

walking in the snow

the diamond cutter

feels at home

2012-01-14T15:15:00.001Z

I=
the
snow
&
the
moon

2012-01-14T14:07:00.002Z

chimney
smoke

ripped
a
part

the
cold

2012-01-14T09:33:00.001Z

gibbous moon
a plume of smoke
from a coal fire

2012-01-13T13:36:00.008Z

ice-
cased
snow

crumbs
left
for
sparrows

wind
blown

2012-01-13T12:48:00.005Z

cars
buried in-
snow

dusting
my red
coat

2012-01-13T09:15:00.001Z

fingers of ice
painted on the windscreen
hoarse shouts, frozen

2012-01-12T08:49:00.001Z

a bitter wind
shakes the lavender
the cat, crying

2012-01-11T09:11:00.001Z

bluetits
on the peanut feeder
shafts of sunlight

Old to late

2012-01-10T22:10:00.000Z

old crises new rule
the issue old to late
not me

a line in the sand
tell you whether or not
you are old to late

the crises changed
the age of pension
but not to me

the lucky one
I’m not sure
old at the right time

The crises worldwide have it affect. The pension age is postponed.
They have drawn a time line – born before that you are safe – after that pension is postponed gradually. My grandchildren might have to face a time where they have to decide whether to live or not.

2012-01-10T09:25:00.001Z

white flowers
on the viburnum
waxy green leaves

2012-01-09T09:17:00.001Z

pink-tinged clouds
occluded by the grey
blackbirds

2012-01-08T19:22:00.000Z

January sun

grazes the path -

a dark spur for every stone

2012-01-08T19:20:00.000Z

in January

the robin queries

the other birds’ silence

2012-01-08T10:13:00.001Z

a flock of blackbirds
take the last of the apples
freezing winds

2012-01-07T10:13:00.001Z

crows
populate the poplars
cemetery duties

2012-01-06T16:14:00.002Z

on the black waters
the swans are pushing forward
in hope of feeding
few people indeed are out
by the Thames on New Year's Eve

2012-01-06T09:11:00.000Z

the wind drops
in the bank of sycamores
a plastic bag

2012-01-05T10:43:00.002Z

old calendar -
sad days and happy days
circled

2012-01-05T09:13:00.001Z

a starling
on the apple tree
territorial blackbirds

2012-01-04T09:05:00.000Z

the wind
teases the last few willow leaves
a crow calls out

2012-01-03T09:44:00.001Z

pelting rain
the bin-cleaning men
in yellow rubbers

2012-01-03T02:41:00.000Z

second day of new year-
deciding
on what to resolve

2012-01-02T09:28:00.001Z

slivers of sunshine
limn the opposite roofs
red-stemmed dogwood

2012-01-02T05:02:00.001Z

first light
the world aquiver
with possibilities

2012-01-01T09:48:00.000Z

fireworks at midnight
seen through frosted windows
pixillated

2011-12-31T09:38:00.001Z

bluetits
squabble with sparrows
garden feeders

2011-12-30T09:37:00.001Z

the willow
leafy fingers on yellow twigs
raindrop prisms

2011-12-29T09:36:00.000Z

rain
on the windowpane
the cat's tail, wagging

2011-12-29T03:40:00.003Z

V
luminary night-
after caroling I practice
my runway walk

(WHA- 95-th haiga contest)

Happy Holidays!

2011-12-28T09:54:00.001Z

drinks can
rolling along the tarmac
plastic bags fly

2011-12-27T10:24:00.001Z

sunlight
gilds the tips of house roofs
unclaimed apples

NEW BOOK AVAILABLE NOW

2011-12-27T05:37:00.002Z

My second book of poems, Haiku and Tanka Harvest, has just been published. Copy and paste the URL below for its location or visit my haikuharvest blog.

https://www.createspace.com/3737478

2011-12-26T08:49:00.001Z

howling wind
picks up puddled rain
huddled dogs

2011-12-25T09:20:00.000Z

willow branches
whipped by howling winds
my straggly hair

2011-12-24T12:40:00.001Z

post box
festively red
my cheeks

2011-12-24T09:00:00.002Z

first winter day -
touching up a haiku
of last summer

***

premier jour d'hiver -
retouchant un haïku
de l'été dernier

2011-12-23T20:25:00.000Z

pale sun swims through clouds
promise of snow
highways threaded with silvered chrome

2011-12-23T09:57:00.001Z

willow leaves
shiver in the north wind
an old man's collie

2011-12-22T17:20:00.003Z

Bleary orange sun

pries back dawn's gummy eyelid

Winter morning fog

2011-12-22T09:25:00.001Z

last year's russets
on the tree in the garden
two blackbirds

2011-12-21T09:19:00.001Z

raindrops
hang from a cherry branch
river seeds

2011-12-20T09:14:00.001Z

sunshine
behind gloom-laden clouds
homeward starlings

2011-12-20T08:32:00.002Z

may it be
a flock flying south--no,
'tis a snow crew
****
..(C)2011 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Ram
****

2011-12-20T05:50:00.010Z

those squeals of laughter
each bed bounce higher
April in december

I used to believe
that our lives would unfold
like rose petals

the sinking sun
pulls down the sky
revealing darkness

2011-12-19T14:45:00.002Z

The sound of waves

Nothing changed after two months as I step my feet back in the sand of Nanganesa beach. They are there where they were; the cliff, the trees and fishing boats. The sky, too. Don't they move just a little somewhere?

Nothing changed. But this nothingness.

over

the sound
of waves—

the sound
of wave

2011-12-19T09:00:00.001Z

pavement
slick with frozen rain
bloodied hands

2011-12-18T09:20:00.001Z

overnight frost
turns the street white
morning rain

2011-12-17T09:42:00.001Z

dog ventures out
the catflap rattles
biting wind

2011-12-16T13:30:00.003Z

frigid morning
my breath beats me
to the car

2011-12-16T09:13:00.001Z

fishes in the pond
sluggish in the cold wind
my scarf wrapped tightly

2011-12-15T20:08:00.001Z

lacework of mist
rolls down through dark pines
my breath rippling morning's first tea

2011-12-15T17:09:00.002Z

bluetit -
enormous
amongst the icicles

2011-12-15T08:57:00.001Z

a bright patch
in a storm cloud, indigo sky
seagulls

2011-12-14T09:33:00.001Z

cold ground
an open grave
in the cemetery

2011-12-13T09:12:00.001Z

the dog
splashing in puddles
backlit clouds

2011-12-13T07:25:00.002Z

Ha!
more weaving through ice patches
--need not wish for winter
****
..(C)2011 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Ram
****

2011-12-12T09:14:00.001Z

frosted windows
the coppiced willow
remains green

2011-12-11T20:48:00.001Z

crackling morning
new grass shoots
surrounded by hoar frost

2011-12-11T09:11:00.001Z

a crow calls
outside the bathroom window
misty rain

2011-12-10T18:12:00.002Z

two full moons
rising - double glazed from an
upper window

2011-12-10T09:42:00.000Z

the wind drops
skeletal trees become clam
rain drips

2011-12-10T07:07:00.002Z

evening commute
full moon hides
within the tree branches

2011-12-09T08:46:00.001Z

grey clouds
reflected in pavement puddles
sullen children

2011-12-08T08:42:00.001Z

horizontal trees
in the gale force winds
huddled schoolchildren

2011-12-07T09:23:00.001Z

willow still has leaves
despite the biting wind
fuchsia drops

2011-12-06T09:04:00.001Z

crow shadows
reflected in wet roofs
sullen clouds

2011-12-05T08:51:00.001Z

shards of winter
tentatively fall
eaten by rain

2011-12-04T09:51:00.000Z

headscarfed old lady
bent against the wind
willow still clutches her leaves

2011-12-03T09:05:00.001Z

sodden leaves
resist the chilling wind
sullen crows

2011-12-02T08:59:00.001Z

chill wind
the street deserted
rolling cola can

2011-12-01T11:40:00.000Z

good advice

the cutback thistles

bloom again

2011-12-01T08:41:00.001Z

two crows cackle
outside the window
a scared cat

2011-11-27T04:36:00.001Z

just the beak
from a wren in the wood pile-
my godmother's quilt

2011-11-25T16:45:00.002Z

winter morning
two butterflies
warm the garden

The Heron’s Nest,Vol.XIII,No.2,June 2011

2011-10-31T06:42:00.002Z

one hour on loan
until spring
winter time is here

2011-03-18T20:14:00.004Z

missing icicle

the loss easy to bear

for the hope of spring