Daydreaming on the shore

To my seeing eye,
longships on the horizon,
myth or memory...

Autumn haiku

Unexpectedly
low tide beyond the bar and
rockpools glisten green

The attic, when he's gone

Abseiling spiders
coffee cup abandoned book
and one forgotten sock

Wet Sunday Walk

Wild the windy beach
silver-salt the sea-spume spray
on my laughing lips

'Kicking the Bar'

Blue, storm-washed shoreline,
liquid-honey sunshine wraps
peace around my shoulders

September Haiku

Summer's suns have set,
blackberry-tasting autumn days
sweeten my horizons

Beyond the bar..

There's seaweed and fire,
pebbles and the scent of rain,
secret angels roam

September morning

Bruised and storm-battered,
clearer now the sea-washed air
stills my unquiet mind