Quiet Moments

I have taken to standing on the patio just to breathe.

I am not a yoga person,

gym based exercise tends to leave me gasping,

sucking down mouthful after mouthful,

while my face turns beetroot purple.

On the patio I do not worry about my complexion,

or how many dishes are left to wash,

or which load of laundry is due next.

I can just stand and listen to myself breathe.

A little poem for today’s daily-post prompt.┬áSince today is also National Haiku Poetry Day [apparently] I thought I might as well add in a little haiku as well.

My hands on your ribs,

I feel each breath lift and fall

until the stillness.

If you want to read a few more of my haiku for today then you can find them on my post A Slightly Tipsy Haiku and even add your own in the comments.

A Slightly Tipsy Haiku

I’ve just found out that according to, today is National Haiku Poetry Day! So I thought I better start writing a few haiku to celebrate! As always, I love hearing from you guys so if you want to share a haiku in return just stick in the comments or add a ping back to this post. I’ll make sure to check them out.


Sun set and wine drained,

you claimed most of the bottle.

New day ushered in.


Our rose bush survived

despite us ignoring it

throughout last winter.


Do not post poetry

after drinking, it will sound

better than it is.

A quick thank you to Charlie from Doodlewash who turned me onto the National Day Calendar in his National Orchid Day post.