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Another Photograph…

Paul Andrew Russell — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 00:49:34 +0000

Looking out to sea from Burnt Cove, Newfoundland.

Autumn Leaves

Paul Andrew Russell — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 00:38:38 +0000

another year put to bed

until the heady days of spring return

to begin the cycle of rebirth

under blue skies and

morning sunshine hot before

noon with

leaves which once burst from

expectant buds

and butterflies dancing above

verdant landscapes before

entering hibernation

stasis for another year

Haiku 72

Paul Andrew Russell — Mon, 06 Sep 2010 19:06:13 +0000

sunlight on water

twinkling at the end of day

a beautiful scene

Haiku 71

Paul Andrew Russell — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 11:09:16 +0000

sunlight through window

leaves flutter down from the trees

changes in the air

Haiku 70

Paul Andrew Russell — Mon, 30 Aug 2010 22:34:12 +0000

dead leaf on dry grass

bathed in afternoon sunlight

darker days are here

Mellow Yellow

Paul Andrew Russell — Mon, 30 Aug 2010 00:43:41 +0000

Haiku 69

Paul Andrew Russell — Mon, 30 Aug 2010 00:34:38 +0000

horse lazing in field

butterflies fluttering by

pick your own berries

Did You Live Your Life Well?

Paul Andrew Russell — Sun, 29 Aug 2010 14:43:35 +0000

For Poets United – Poetry Pantry – Week #6

Did you life your life well

or are there things you’d rather not tell?

If your life was made into a movie,

and laid bare,

would you want anyone to see it

with you sitting there?

Did you steal, cheat, hurt anyone,

or live a good life all along?

Did you sacrifice anything at all,

or think of yourself when duty came to call?

Were you loyal, loving, responsible,

or were your morals questionable?

Did you live your life well?

Are you going to tell?

End of an Era

Paul Andrew Russell — Sun, 29 Aug 2010 01:49:22 +0000

The final episode of one of my favourite TV shows, Last of the Summer Wine is broadcast tomorrow, Sunday. It has been a part of my life for more than thirty years. I don’t get to watch it any more, since I now live in Newfoundland, Canada but every time I hear that theme tune I get a lump in my throat. Silly? Maybe, but it reminds me of sunny childhood days playing in the English countryside, and the innocence of the late sixties and early seventies; a different time.

Terraced House

Paul Andrew Russell — Sun, 29 Aug 2010 01:09:34 +0000

it was a terraced house

the house where I grew up

with an outside toilet

spiders moths

creepy-crawlies

two rooms downstairs

three bedrooms upstairs

one with a bathtub

in a cupboard

and a ghost

who roamed

my childhood home

at night

creaking the floorboards

scaring me shitless

did I mention the outside toilet

full of spiders

in the yard

in the dark

of that terraced house

the house where I grew up