do do do do do do do
now stop
and be
pic and poem by rachel mcalpine cc by 2.0
Haiku
Loophole
nothing but juice
in an elegant sock
we loop and plod towards
a transformation
poem and pic by rachel mcalpine, cc by 2.0
Daily prompt: Loophole
Thirteen waves: viii.
viii.
A rock kneels up in the ocean;
an ocean climbs over the rock;
a fringed eye is blinking.
Poem and reading by Rachel McAlpine CC BY 2.0, photo of rock pools by Chris Gin CC NC-ND 2.0.
Your listening
your listening is for me
a gift, a lift — at last,
the fourteenth floor
photo by Simon Law cc by-sa 2.0: “an old strip mall about to be torn down”
haiku by rachel mcalpine cc by 2.0
On the hill
with a smile she slices
a path in the grass for the wind —
a machete of ice
——-
pic & poem rachel mcalpine cc by 2.0
A NOTE: Yesterday I strode up to the Mt Victoria lookout to prepare for a whole day at the New Zealand International Festival, four consecutive films. It was bracing! and at the top, a City Council worker was cutting the grass, and clearly enjoying herself.
Pickets
so flaunt your shapely pickets
feel free
to fence me in
Walking
walking over the healthy hill
saving the life of living
in my life
Heaven
a silky sweet overhead jelly—
yes, they had sky over Beijing
and Delhi, too
poem by rachel mcalpine, photo vicki buck, both CC BY 2.0
Shiny
Shiny
The last rays of the sun
polish that old lady’s
lips
Poem by Rachel McAlpine CC BY-NC 2.0, photo by Gideon on Flickr CC BY 2.0
Poems in the wild—Rachel McAlpine 