Time for a haiku

I don’t usually give an explanation of the background to my haiku, as the poem should paint the picture itself. On this occasion, I’ll break the rules. I’m very fortunate to have the Peak District on my doorstep, so will take off with the younglings at the weekend to sample the delights of Peveril Castle, or Chatsworth House, or simply enjoy the undulating dales and vales.

It’s this proximity to ‘civilisation’ that I was trying to capture. The joy of wild beauty coupled with urban pollution.

I’ve done two versions – a contemporary one which doesn’t conform to the 17 rule and a purest 17 one. I can’t decide.

Plastic bag

Caught on barbed wire, gulps the

Moor-ish wind.

Plastic carrier

Bag caught on barbed wire fence,

Gulps the moor-ish wind.

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