Misery Monday – A Haiku – Guest Blogger

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The rain thunders down,

People run around like clowns

In a bleak dark town.

 

Michael E, age 27, 01/06/2017

 

 

 


So this poem is the first attempt at a haiku by my boyfriend, Mike, and he insisted that I share it with you all 🙂 Let us know if you enjoyed it! At least the weather today is somewhat more pleasant than the scene described…

Durham Summer

 

Lazy summer days

Swim into view in a memory haze,

The warm glow of nostalgia and sun,

Lingering glimpses of friendship and fun,

Images from the past,

Whose ghostly presence is fleeting,

Feel so bittersweet,

With longing and happiness meeting,

A life once short-lived,

In my mind now relived,

Through the blurred lines of reminiscence,

Like a glimmering effervescence,

The cloudy perfection

Of my dreamy reflection.

Zigzagging in rowboats, or floating serenely,

Pleasant country walks or sunbathing keenly,

Inner children set free, high on the swings,

Or barbecue evenings, sitting in rings,

Alcoholic sunrise, a sea of white shirts,

Bouncy castles and courtyard concerts,

Scents of wild garlic, cider, cut grass,

Flitting moments not destined to last,

And the beckoning tunes

Of laughter, birdsong, soft rain,

Midsummer music craved to hear again.

Joyous games in dwindling light,

As golden sunset gave way to night,

Beneath shadows of cathedral walls:

The euphoria my heart recalls.

Dancing through the dark hours to disco beats,

Cheesy music, cheap drinks,

Singing and swaying up the cobbled streets,

Recovery by the riverside,

Aching head and bleary-eyed,

Nursed to health by sunshine and ice cream,

Now all but a dream.

Only a few years ago,

And yet a million worlds away,

How I pine for those lazy summer days,

And wish that they could stay.

Emma H, 18/05/2016, aged 25


 

The best part of university was the post-exams, pre-results period – 3 or so weeks in June with no lectures, no seminars, no tests, just free time to relax, socialise and have fun. As my old photos pop up on my phone to remind me of these fantastic times, I figured it would be apt to post this nostalgic piece in tribute. It’s hard to believe that it has actually been almost 4 years now since I graduated!

A Selection of Random Images 4

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Kisses the moon goodnight

On his plump cheek

Leaving a partial gleam

In the darkening azure sky.

 

The beaming faces

Of violet and canary pansies

Like cheerleaders

Lining the roadside

To celebrate summer’s coming.

 

Flimsy jigsaw piece

Lost and lonesome

Dropped upon concrete

Leaving an irreparable hole

In an absent puzzle.

 

Lipstick tulips in

Man-eater crimson

Paint the flowerbed

With eye-catching shades

Attracting attention.

 

Opalescent heavens

Over the copper setting sun

Igniting airplane trails

Streaks of molten gold

Enriching the view.

 

Emma H, age 26, 07/04/2017


Fourth poem in my series describing ordinary sights from an ordinary day/commute as poetically as possible! You can read the previous poem here.