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134 · Feb 2019
Crisps
Janet Aitch Feb 2019
It everyone crunches
together
nobody notices
how loud
you are
134 · Aug 2017
Nature's Gift
Janet Aitch Aug 2017
Wild raspberries
Glow richly red
in the hedgerow
Taste wonderful
133 · Dec 2020
Beyond Reach
Janet Aitch Dec 2020
It’s a strange world
when a single word
can get under your skin

stopping your breath
feeling like death
with weights on your wings

trapped in a triangle
freedom is dangling
beyond reach on a string
132 · Apr 2019
To The Organiser
Janet Aitch Apr 2019
With better
Flower Show mapping
I'd have seen
more flowers
132 · Nov 2020
The Nestling
Janet Aitch Nov 2020
Folded in my hands
a nestling, a tiny bird
hardly old enough to hop or fly
let alone step over my windowsill
from the hazelbush outside
Caught, before it could panic
and throw itself at the window
It rests quietly
then darts off, in relief
at being free
131 · Aug 2019
News
Janet Aitch Aug 2019
You can see the headlines
"Bronze superstar switches beaches"
from cloudy Britain
to hot sunny Tropez
Everything's news to someone
131 · Dec 2019
The Inevitable
Janet Aitch Dec 2019
We lived in Cornwall then
crashing waves and seaweed tangles
sea views looking so far distant
it could have been to another hemisphere
Bliss
At least we thought so
until- you know how the smallest things
trigger a firestorm?
In this case it was musc
each of us despising the other's choices
'til the rows reached a crescendo
stereo shouting
and the split was inevitable
130 · Oct 2019
Structure (Haiku)
Janet Aitch Oct 2019
Five syllables (short)
Seven syllables (longer)
and five more to end
130 · Aug 2017
Something Missing
Janet Aitch Aug 2017
It's poetry day
and I've  nothing to say
How come?
130 · Feb 2018
Is That So?
Janet Aitch Feb 2018
No place is a desert
There is life
somewhere
everywhere
129 · Feb 2020
Fourteenth of February
Janet Aitch Feb 2020
Valentine's day
passed without incident
apart from learning
his history
129 · Oct 2020
The Confectioner
Janet Aitch Oct 2020
An old-established confectioner
claims his mints "keep you all aglow"
makes me think of old-time buying
from people serving
behind marble counters
the picture on the packet
shows an arc of blues expressing delight
I'm trying a mint ball now -
and it's all right.
128 · Dec 2019
Pigeon (Haiku)
Janet Aitch Dec 2019
As someone approached,
the pigeon I was watching
skeedaddled quickly
128 · Apr 2017
That's That
Janet Aitch Apr 2017
visitor
lovely
go places
share food
wave goodbye
sit down
Janet Aitch Jun 2019
New perm
Keep dry
Clouding over
Umbrella?
At hairdresser's
Run!
127 · Feb 2020
Sad Story (Haiku)
Janet Aitch Feb 2020
Thieves cut down the tree
that provided privacy
shelter and beauty
126 · May 2018
Yes-If
Janet Aitch May 2018
Iona
Place of pilgrimage-
if wind
hasn't halted
the ferry
126 · Jun 2019
Epitaph
Janet Aitch Jun 2019
Here lies Janet Aitch
Janet who?
Never heard of her!
125 · May 2018
Quite So
Janet Aitch May 2018
Blue is beautiful
on bluebells and sky
not on moods
125 · Feb 2018
Journey
Janet Aitch Feb 2018
Rivers and hills pass
I doze
Wake up in Scotland
124 · Feb 2018
The Price
Janet Aitch Feb 2018
Smiling assistants
with my luggage
worth being called
'The old lady?
124 · Apr 2020
Haiku - (Covid SPACED OUT)
Janet Aitch Apr 2020
Social distancing
comes naturally to Brits
who like their own space
124 · Oct 2020
Summer Evening
Janet Aitch Oct 2020
A murmuration of starlings
thousands upon thousands of them
swooping rising curling away
pulsing and throbbing as one
‘til they slowly gently descend
and melt into the shadows of the trees
and the screen fills with a picture
of David Attenborough
124 · Nov 2020
Dark Days
Janet Aitch Nov 2020
I sat down this morning
to catch up on mending
but the day was so dark
it made the dog bark
I peered at the sewing
couldn’t see where it was going
so I put it away
That’ll do for the day
124 · Nov 2017
Have You Noticed?
Janet Aitch Nov 2017
'People are funny'
Good thing!
Imagine
If they were not
123 · Dec 2020
Weather
Janet Aitch Dec 2020
Learning about clouds
is a major part
of the study of weather
The subtle changes
as clouds cluster,
merge, divide
in the blink of an eye
presage a storm
with lightning
flashing across their circumference
or
alternatively
forecast a day of calm
123 · Nov 2020
Philosophy
Janet Aitch Nov 2020
If Philosophy is a search
for the meaning of life
the first step to consider
is whether one is alive
121 · Jun 2018
Supreme Squirrel
Janet Aitch Jun 2018
So much stuff
he uses a small paintbrush
To dust
120 · Oct 2020
Past History
Janet Aitch Oct 2020
Antiques shops
fascinate, absorb the eye
and the imagination
Who may have owned
this intricately worked
elaborate confection of silver
set with jewels?
Did a miner fashion it
for a lover or a wife?
Did the longing for warmth of home
spill over into craftsmanship
so delicate it looks
as though a speck of dust
would disarray it?

I wonder
119 · Sep 2017
Positive Thinking
Janet Aitch Sep 2017
Perhaps the cat
catches mice
that might otherwise
bother me
119 · Nov 2017
Too Much You
Janet Aitch Nov 2017
If you're (gasp)
waistband
doesn't (ooh)
fasten
wear something else
119 · Sep 2019
In The Library
Janet Aitch Sep 2019
Tenderly drawing a book
from its place on the shelf
noting the decrepit
state of its spine
pages so yellowed
as to be almost orange

I steep myself
in the tiny print
and antique wording
and pray for the grace
to fathom is depths
and grasp its meaning
118 · Feb 2018
Edinburgh Skyline
Janet Aitch Feb 2018
Turrets and towers rise
Castle broods
History hugs my heels
118 · Nov 2020
Fireworks
Janet Aitch Nov 2020
From my window I see the flare of fireworks
and my ears are assaulted by the banging

the sight of the puppy cowering in fear
will be etched on my mind

such a brave little thing normally

The fireworks smell acrid
I fluff up my cinnamon and rosemary potpourri
118 · Oct 2019
Education (Haiku)
Janet Aitch Oct 2019
The poetry group
teaches us many new things
including Haiku
118 · Jun 2019
Epitaph 2
Janet Aitch Jun 2019
I'd like to think
"Someone,
somewhere
remembered me
with kindness"
117 · Jul 2018
Emptiness
Janet Aitch Jul 2018
No rhyme,
No rhythm,
No reason,
No poem,
No satisfaction
117 · May 2019
That Explains It
Janet Aitch May 2019
I write on Fridays
because the group meets
not otherwise
116 · Apr 2019
Spring Song
Janet Aitch Apr 2019
The bluetits dash about
The blackbird sings
The robins flick their tails
and bounce
The thrush rustles
through the dead leaves
and the blackbird sings

Soon there will be eggs to coddle
nestlings to feed
and the blackbird will be too busy
to sing
116 · Jan 2020
Rant
Janet Aitch Jan 2020
Muddy boots again- I tell you
I will not put up with you
eternally tramping on my clean floors
I'm feeling so stressed
that I'm all of a tremble
and if it goes on indefinitely
there will be a kerfuffle
116 · Nov 2018
Excuses
Janet Aitch Nov 2018
I'm waiting for a phone call.
Sounds good, doesn't it.
116 · Nov 2019
The Note
Janet Aitch Nov 2019
With mingled feelings
of sadness and joy
I read the note
found tucked in a handbag
being given away

It brought back faint echos
unsettling thoughts
of relationships broken
of good times and sour

Only a note
but it casts such a spell
It quite overpowered me
'til the phone woke me harshly
and I came back to now
115 · Aug 2019
Fine Morning
Janet Aitch Aug 2019
Had haircut
Look better
feel happier
Good start to day
114 · Feb 2018
That's Cosy
Janet Aitch Feb 2018
I'm knitting
a gold cardigan
bringing warmth
to winter sunshine
114 · Aug 2019
Rain
Janet Aitch Aug 2019
Rain
Tests your shoes
Wets your feet
Pleases shoe shops
113 · Jun 2018
Tangled
Janet Aitch Jun 2018
Scottish Country Dancing
Poetry in motion
until you get
tangled
113 · Dec 2020
Orchestra Practice (Haiku)
Janet Aitch Dec 2020
Triangle player
breathes esoteric wording
his ping skin tingling
113 · Oct 2017
Remembering
Janet Aitch Oct 2017
We used to see
red squirrels
tufty-eared
dainty
harmless
rare
112 · Apr 2019
Peace Of Mind
Janet Aitch Apr 2019
Sun in my eyes
Can't see to write
Relax!
Guilt-free
112 · Nov 2018
Poetry Group Comment
Janet Aitch Nov 2018
Two things we know
about Janet Aitch
She won't have a poem
and she's always late

but the sharing we give
of laughter and pain
give her something to write on
and we have her back again
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