Poem by Paul Beech

CURLEW SUNSET

 

her multi-coloured hair

distracts the eye

from her bones

 

dereliction

a wasteland

sycamore spinners spin

 

haggard on a bench scribbling

he sips soup

dreams of fame

 

curlew sunset

a small abandoned boat

in the saltmarsh

 

a single line

on a stained page

“her multi-coloured hair”

 

Paul Beech

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First published in Failed Haiku: A Journal of English Senryu, Vol 2, Issue 20 (01/08/17)

 

 

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