Seaweed, Pebbles and Magical Rockpools: Haiku Homage to the Beach

The shallows –
a crane’s thighs splashed
in cool waves                   

(Matsuo Basho)

A weekend at the south coast tumbles us back to childhood and reminds us that the tapestry of life is embroidered with tiny (almost invisible) but perfect stitches.

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In retirement there is time to relish everything: a ripple of crystal water over coloured stones, the way that a tangle of seaweed discloses the passage of time, clouds scudding across the blue sky, a swirling foam of sapphire and white around craggy rocks and the magical worlds in rockpools.

As we make our way along a bush path to the beach we breathe in the healing fragrance of salt and eucalyptus, listen to the song of native birds and stop to marvel at a giant jewelled fly fixed like a gorgeous  brooch on a tree trunk.

And again, I remember (with pure gratitude) the beautiful Zen wisdom of my old friends, the haiku masters of ancient Japan, Basho, Issa, Buson, Chiyo and so many others…

So here is a small handful of haiku offerings in praise of a couple of days at the coast…

A salty tangle

of golden brown and bleached white

seaweed on warm sand

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Translucent bubbles –

A bunch of tiny balloons

on sandy ribbon

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Muddled pebbles washed

forever by crystal waves…

So many colours

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Emerald and gold…

This jewelled fly is fastened

like a perfect brooch

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Tentacles and stars…

Oh what magic worlds exist

in salt bright rockpools

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© Anita Patel, 2017

 

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