Another good haiku day. We went to a great exhibition about Pompeii at the Fukuoka City Museum, as well as the general exhibition, and enjoyed lunch by the beach. Last weeks in Japan now... Read the word 'hoary' in some Virginia Woolf this morning and ti worked its way into my first two poems.
85.
delicate petal
caught on a hoary cobweb
spider peels it off
86.
hoary rolling haze
cloaking skyscrapers and sea
tendrils of a ghost
87.
sun warmed concrete pier
two young lads with fishing poles
you fart in the breeze
88.
approaching summer
tentative swimmers dip toes
gomi on the beach
89.
sitting on the pier
spray hitting my face, eyes closed
warm arse, salty lips
90.
well-dressed men walking
purposely down the long pier
where are you going?
91.
sandals and white shirt
beach dad holding well-thumbed book
surfers careful pose
92.
waves overlapping
sounding like washing machine
shells in the concrete
93.
museum air-con hum
outside the sun is shining
ice-creams are melting