spring awakes - haiku

 

deep in snow and ice

life of green pushes its way

through the elements 

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Slainte 

beannacht

 

Ancient moss covered cedar,

rests 200 years from harvest,

hewn by hand and placed by hand

to provide a home for family of ten

immigrating from Ireland on coffin ships,

to begin a new life in an unknown land.

The logs survive weathered and worn,

a remembrance of my ancestors struggle

to settle in this land without guidance,

but a determination to create a future

for family and without their forethought

my life would not be the same. 

beannacht

saffron shawl - haiku

 

woven saffron shawl

splendid in royal colour,

surrounds bare shoulders

shoulders baring weight

of the toil digging stone roads

for English masters

masters starving the

Irish landowners begging

for release of tihes owed

owed to the English,

thousands perish through neglect,

others found a new home

home in a new land

welcomed and given land, tools,

to create new life

life, anew-ed with kin

without them I would not have

my Irish saffron shawl

full worm moon - haiku

 

full worm moon wiggled

itself into high sky with

earths warmth from Springs thaw

Chippies's presence

 

A sunny morning with a chilly temp of -16C

I completed errands before the storm.

Looking out the window I spied a creature

on the veranda railing, hhmmm,

too small for a resident squirrel

and too large for a deer mouse,

I opened the window sheers for a better look.

“Well, well, well, what are YOU doing

perched outside looking at me.” I said.

When she saw me mouthing words

she stood on hind legs and stared

as I rapped on the glass saying

“no no no, tis too early for you to be out and about,

go back to bed and I’ll see you in a couple of months.”

Shortly after she scurried down the trellis

and with one last look back she disappeared

to the safety under the veranda.

I sighed and shook my head feeling

she was making sure that her human

was still living in our home and a reminder

to buy peanuts when Chippie returns in spring.