Haiku for the barn on the hill

Three prams in a barn
No bright quilts, just grey cobwebs
Children bent with age

The air is pungent
Filled with dabbling and splashes
Just Muscovy ducks

In these playful gusts
The old woods rain Autumn tears
Through this dove-grey haze

About Harry Nicholson

I once bred Beveren rabbits in all colours. Today, I'm an enameller who works with a kiln, fusing pictures in glass onto copper. On Amazon is my novel, 'Tom Fleck', set in the North of England of 1513 - the year of Flodden. A sequel to 'Tom Fleck' is 'The Black Caravel' published in 2016. My anthology of poems came out in 2015: 'Wandering About.' Recently I published memoirs of my time in the Merchant Navy: 'The Best of Days' and 'You'll See Wonders" I've a blog of poems, stories and art at: https://1513fusion.wordpress.com/
This entry was posted in Verses and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

19 Responses to Haiku for the barn on the hill

  1. Mike Patrick says:

    Children bent with age: a great metaphor. Wonderful photos. You have a good eye.

  2. vivinfrance says:

    Hooray, Harry’s poeming again.

  3. Hi Harry,

    I have come across your blog via Ina, and felt excited to come across someone from North Yorkshire. I am from West Yorkshire near Leeds and love visits to your area, though the whole of Yorkshire is beautiful in its own way.

    I have been talking to others about Haiku recently but, as a newcomer to the world of poetry, have not yet mastered one. These of yours are lovely and I feel I am learning so much from people like yourself.


    • Welcome, Christine. I lived in Leeds briefly, and then Nidderdale, when I worked at YTV. Haiku can be lovely, condensed experiences, when set in the natural world. I try to compose haiku if I’m out walking alone – a sort of ‘poetry in motion’ (isn’t that the title of a sixties song?). .

  4. Ina says:

    I like the picture of the hen very much, are they young chicks?
    Nice to have a barn on a hill, to write these beautiful poems in!

    • Hello, Ina. The brown hens are adults; they look to have mixed blood. The cock was handsome with his jungle-fowl colours – but would not pose for the camera.
      There were many other things worthy of the lens – but I was supposed to be painting the scenery.

  5. In these playful gusts
    The old woods rain Autumn tears
    Through this dove-grey haze……loved this one Harry.:-)

  6. Elizabeth says:

    Beautiful words and pictures.

  7. belfastdavid says:

    I enjoyed these Harry.

    In particular the final one which summed up Autumn nicely for me


  8. Old Raven says:

    Harry … you make marvelous photos with your words and take marvelous photos with your camera. takes me back to my childhood.

  9. 1sojournal says:

    Interesting photos, Harry, full of interesting shapes and bits of unfinished stories. Like the mix with the haiku, it works well,


  10. Lovely photos, Harry, and haiku are my favourite poetry form.

    I must say, that last photo is a perfect representation of all that is beautiful about England; blue skies and sea, green and pleasant land.

  11. Susannah says:

    I love the beautiful mix of Haiku and photos, very evocative, especially the old prams and their Haiku.

    I enjoyed this post Harry, thanks very much for sharing it with I saw Sunday. 🙂

  12. earlybird says:

    I particularly like the last haiku, Harry… and the first, actually…

  13. ChrisJ says:

    I wonder why they were there. They would have quite a story if they could talk. As for the pungent smell — well it looks pungent, judging by the color of the water. I especially like the last Haiku — autumn tears, something we don’t see much of round here. Most of our trees are tropical or evergreen. But there are one or two places in town I have noted over the years that do have trees that turn color. Sometimes I will be driving down a certain road and think, “Why are all these trees dying?” Then I remember, it’s autumn.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s