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I am expert

in the ancient discipline;

Mediocrity.

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© Paul Nichol.  2017

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Posted: February 26, 2017 in 2017, Haiku, My Journey, Poetry
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Bubble breaks surface.

Ripples spread across my sea.

Out of sight I breath.

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© Paul Nichol 2017

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Looking for answers

Ouija board Séance predicts;

Lack of self-belief.

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© Paul Nichol.  2017

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Posted: January 15, 2017 in 2017, Haiku, Poetry
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Without my paddle

I navigate life’s inner creeks.

Learning how to swim.

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© Paul Nichol.  2017

I was walking below the towering sea cliffs, deep in my customary habit of scrutinising the artistic qualities of my environment, when a peculiar rock, no bigger than a tennis ball demanded my attention.   The rock was wedged in the cliff’s foot, its surface the blackest black I had even seen, it was as if I were looking into nothingness, a void.

Instinctively I reached down to retrieve it, when an unexpected voice spoke within me, “leave it where it rests, the rock is where it needs to be, dislodge it and the cliff might fall.”  The cliff remained standing.

 

© Paul Nichol    January 2017

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A break in routine

Glimpsing creativity

Such a short season

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© Paul Nichol.  2017

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An English snowflake,

deadlier than all others.

Strikes fear in the heart.

Paralyse the country.

Conditions very risky.

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© Paul Nichol