Photo Haiku

Tag: monochrome

  • The Stream

    In the forest’s gloom
    Tumbling over broken rocks.
    A force of nature.

    No, not the Scream. I am not Norwegian and I can’t paint.
    I sometimes wonder if photographers should have a recognisable style, so you know their work automatically. Not that it matters in most cases, certainly not in mine, but I think a quick review of the posts will show I don’t have a style at all. Like the stream above, I go with the flow and capture whatever appeals. Where did that come from? I was going to preface this drivel by saying the image is not my normal style. Then I realised I didn’t have one, so it matters not a jot.
    Comments/opinions welcomed.

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  • Lobster Pots

    Stacked up and ready,
    Lobster pots eager for work.
    Awaiting the boat.

    The north-east coast of England is a treasure trove of harbours, islands, and castles. Seahouses is the gateway to the Farne Islands, famous for Grace Darling and puffins. The harbour is still a working port with its own charms.

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  • Swans a Swimming

    No place for colour.
    The contrast of white on black.
    Swan taking a nap.

    If ever there was a subject that needed monochrome, this is it. The swan was in front of a dark piece of lakeside woodland, which made it really stand out.

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  • Windows to the Soul

    The eyes say it all.
    Not my fault, I’m innocent.
    How could you resist?

    We thought we were temporarily fostering a puppy. Unfortunately this ‘pup’ was huge and boisterous. Lovely as he was, we were unable to cope and give him what he needed, so we only had him a week.

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  • Stuck in the mud

    When the tide runs low
    And there’s nowhere else to go,
    I’ll stick in the mud.

    Porlock Weir in Devon is a really interesting place to visit, and for long exposure photography when the tide is right. As you can guess from this image, I have yet to visit when the tide is right.

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  • The Pub

    Huddled in warm bars,
    As night falls across the town,
    Conversation hums.

    This pub is across the road from Nottingham Castle. The night adds a touch of isolation and mystery. The group of drinkers seen through the misted window, enjoying a drink with friends (possibly) add a touch of human interest. The question is there – was it a Tuesday, and were they having fish and chips?

    4 responses to “The Pub”

    1. Nicholas K F Matte avatar
      Nicholas K F Matte

      brought back all these bar memories

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      1. David Baker avatar
        David Baker

        And the hangovers? 🙂

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        1. Nicholas K F Matte avatar
          Nicholas K F Matte

          Ya, I can’t seem to remember those……ohhhh yes!! Lol! Haha!👍

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      Nicholas K F Matte

      Ya, I can’t seem to remember those……ohhhh yes!! Lol! Haha!👍

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  • Escape

    Crawling on scarred knees
    over cold and hard flagstones.
    Escape to the light.

    A bit of a downbeat haiku, but it reflects the feel of the image. Another from Gloucester Cathedral.

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  • Winter fog

    As the fog draws in
    and the evening cold bites hard,
    Warmth comes in friendship.

    A foggy December evening, devoid of colour, so crying out for monochrome.

  • Remembering

    Remembering days
    When I braved the open seas.
    Now I sit and watch.

    The North Landing at Flamborough in North Yorkshire is a sheltered cove, home to many seabirds in the cliffs. The Springflower is an old fishing boat, looking out over the cove where it launched.

  • Together Alone

    High on the cliff edge
    Insignificant figures –
    but not to each other.

    This image was taken from the island at Tintagel. The two figures on the cliff were a lucky chance, but help to give the feeling of both the scale and the companiable isolation of the couple.