Losing the Electricity (sijo)

It is only just at dusk that the house lights quietly go out

so at first the darkening is gentle, not a sudden plunge
into blackness. We remember, this is how nature does it.

Birthday Tanka

on my birthday

coconut macaroons

for breakfast

my toy teddies watching

this child of seventy-six

Yes, 'small stones' are supposed to be observations of the external world, not so much one's inner processes. Hope it works to put myself under the microscope on this occasion.

The Find

Small yellow notepad,

the right size to slip into

a shirt pocket.

An inheritance.
Perhaps
a message?

Most pages empty. 

Neat blue printed lines

waiting unfilled.

On one page, notes:

'Memoir.

Write the truth.'

His writing, 

In the blue biro

he always used.

Then a space of a few lines

before the words,

'& end'.

Linking to Flash 55 for 31 Oct '15 at 'imaginary garden with real toads'