Flows through my fingers
I cannot grasp it’s currents
My poem’s unsaid
Ran out of time today….
(30.08.24)
© Ben Quant 2024
Photo by Jérôme Prax on Unsplash
Flows through my fingers
I cannot grasp it’s currents
My poem’s unsaid
Ran out of time today….
(30.08.24)
© Ben Quant 2024
Photo by Jérôme Prax on Unsplash
Does TV beckon?
Time travel thirty-two years
Serve at the foodbank
Write a daily thought
Prepare a final goodbye
Do Toddler accounts
Cook veggie curry
Stick to a difficult no
Tidy the kitchen
Reflect on Greenbelt
Catch up with the family
Write today’s poem
It’s been a varied and busy day, not unusual in my line of work (church minister). When trying to write a poem a day, on days like this the haiku comes to the rescue. Here are four of them.
(28.08.24)
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Photo by Eric Rothermel on Unsplash
Temperature plummets
and so whimsical winter
makes.poetic.snows
This was actually written way back before ‘Poem 1‘, but using what3words to locate my car and tent at Greenbelt reminded me of it. The gates and signposts in Lea Valley have what3words identifiers on them to help locate them. One not far from us is the magical ‘makes.poetic.snows‘. This was begging to be put in verse (but hopefully not into practice, not too soon anyway…)
(01.09.23)
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Photo by Jessica Fadel on Unsplash
Poetic delays
Caused by congestion ahead
Expect disruption
Discovering right now that writing daily poems and running a church during Advent and preparing for a viva, is a little too much. Normal service will be resumed in due course…
(14.12.21)
© Ben Quant 2021