Morning Haiku (5-7-5) – March 8, 2016

a lone black feather
upon the cold cement walk
awaiting a child

skipping off to school
her feather in her book-bag
for her cat’s delight

springtime serenade
the blackbird warbles sweetly
on the picket fence

those stains and tatters
reminders of her triumphs
old blackbird apron

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Green Tea and Life – Wordle – June 28, 2015

book cover

Ah what stories these eyes have seen
… each new voice – a clue to life
how my heart does dance and sing
… as ancient wisdom stirs inside
and I drink green tea and read of life.

Oh masters of the word write on
and take me by this willing hand
strum my heart-strings with your stories
of love and war and peaceful glory
as I drink green tea and read of life.

Vicariously I walk through all time
with glorious kings and humble knaves
each has a voice – each holds a clue
they hide behind words in books
so I drink green tea and read of life.

© G.s.k. ‘15


Every book, every volume you see here, has a soul. The soul of the person who wrote it and of those who read it and lived and dreamed with it. Every time a book changes hands, every time someone runs his eyes down its pages, its spirit grows and strengthens.
CARLOS RUIZ ZAFON, The Shadow of the Wind


For: A PROMPT EACH DAY – Midweek Wordle

Stories, Eyes, Dance, Clue, Voice, Heart, Nature, Behind, Ancient and Tea.

Worlds Inside – Haibun – November 13, 2014

Tienny The Storyteller

Tienny The Storyteller

Sitting on a park-bench reading the Prisoner of Zenda on my e-reader near the placid lake in the early morning … what could be better.  There’s not a soul around … excluding the sea-gulls and ducks. What peace.

The world around me is silent, ah .. but the world inside me!  I’m transported into a simpler world of adventure and chivalry.  Swash-buckling escapades, adventure and illicit love – but though this love is illicit it’s not immoral!  In fact, it pushes the poor protagonist to “do the right thing” and save his beloved’s betrothed husband.

What a splendid world, so far removed from listless reality with its uncertainties and shoddy morality.  I do so agree with my dearest of friends, Jane Austen.

enchanting magic –
travelling through time and space
sitting in the park

 (c) G.s.k. ’14


“I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading!
How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book!”
~ Jane Austen (Pride & Prejudice)

Linked to Haibun Thinking

The link in red will take you to the Project Gutenberg  where you can download the book ‘Prisoner of Zenda’ for free …. which I’m going to do as I’ve never actually read it but have only seen it referred to in other books I’ve read!   😉


F Words – August 19, 2014

For Frizztext Tuesday A-Z Challenge the letter “F”:

Far be it from fancying
Famous people, I prefer
More modest and humble sorts …
Free thinkers and fiction writers
Whose works and deeds
Fly through my memory …
So let me raise my glass,
To toast my best beloved …
Here for you I’ll list
Those who’ve walked along with me:
First then to my faithful friends
Found whilst fumbling through life
Books full of classic fables –
Or my favorite mystery writes …
They’ve helped me fall asleep …
When weary from fruitless strife.
Those works of fantasy and fiction
Flit through my wakeful mind,
Finding fertile soil
To propagate new fairy tales or rhymes…
Whilst fleeing from orcs or dragons
And visiting elfish palaces.
I change genre from time to time
Going where my fancy takes me,
To the poets of the ages …
With their flights into love and romance
running through imaginary fields of gold …
Sometimes I find philosophers and historians
Furnish me with nourishment
Like famed Michel Foucault who mixed the two in one.
But throughout the stages of my life
The book I’ve favored most
Is a worn out old Webster dictionary;
From cover to cover I’ve often read it
From the time that I could read.
Fun, folly, fantasy, fatal memory
All this and more I’ve found …
Walking through books from fairy tales
To Freud’s “Totem and Taboo”
And they’ve enriched my life.

(C) G.s.k. ’14


Free Verse: They…books are also me

fiction sectionFree Verse

They…books are also me

Walking down the road of my life
many have had their influence
from parents to my many friends
and all the lovely books I’ve read…

I started out with Dr. Seuss
and with his funny hatted cat
I remember green eggs and ham
and all the laughs and fun I had…

Later came the small Borrowers
The Bobsey and the Boxcars twins
“The Pink Hotel” my first mystery
“The Hobbit” when I was thirteen.

“The White Lotus” made me ponder
the powers of non-violence…
“Walden’s Pond” on contemplation,
with Frost and his “Road Not Taken”.

Years tumbled by, I stumbled long
And each author left me something
From Lao Tzu to Dalai Lama
Buddha entered into my life

Karl Marx, Hegel, Heidegger, Stein,
Nietzsche and Freud, Jung and Wilhelm Reich
Chomsky, Zinn, Jared Diamond
and Capra…are a part of me.

If  Baricco and ms Nothomb
influence my daily thinking
Don’t forget Agatha Christie
And that French master Daniel Pennac!

Terry Prachett (he’s my hero)
and his witty friend Neil Gaiman
made me laugh and made me shivver…
(Neil even wrote for Dr Who)!

I could go on, and on and on…
So many have I encountered
Each one a contribution made
To who I am and soon will be.

OctPoWriMo 2013:  Day 29