Luke’s Haiku
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Teacher. Author. Poet. Father. Husband.
Sun sets on the day,
weary bones, yet heart aglow
peace in hard-earned rest.
weary bones, yet heart aglow
peace in hard-earned rest.
January 25, 2025 at 9:24 AM
Sun sets on the day,
weary bones, yet heart aglow
peace in hard-earned rest.
weary bones, yet heart aglow
peace in hard-earned rest.
Whistle pierces air,
Grassroots game, truth on the line,
Shadows blur the rules.
Grassroots game, truth on the line,
Shadows blur the rules.
January 19, 2025 at 2:38 PM
Whistle pierces air,
Grassroots game, truth on the line,
Shadows blur the rules.
Grassroots game, truth on the line,
Shadows blur the rules.
Words soft as the breeze,
Whispers in the stillness bloom,
Silence speaks through verse.
Whispers in the stillness bloom,
Silence speaks through verse.
January 18, 2025 at 10:05 PM
Words soft as the breeze,
Whispers in the stillness bloom,
Silence speaks through verse.
Whispers in the stillness bloom,
Silence speaks through verse.
It’s quiet being a poet.
January 18, 2025 at 10:04 PM
It’s quiet being a poet.
The jet stream flows, a ribbon wide,
High in the sky, where winds collide.
Once steady, swift, its course now strays,
A wavering path through warming days.
The Arctic warms, its chill undone,
A fading battle with the sun.
The contrast weak, the winds grow slow,
Their broken rhythm starts to show.
High in the sky, where winds collide.
Once steady, swift, its course now strays,
A wavering path through warming days.
The Arctic warms, its chill undone,
A fading battle with the sun.
The contrast weak, the winds grow slow,
Their broken rhythm starts to show.
January 18, 2025 at 9:58 PM
The jet stream flows, a ribbon wide,
High in the sky, where winds collide.
Once steady, swift, its course now strays,
A wavering path through warming days.
The Arctic warms, its chill undone,
A fading battle with the sun.
The contrast weak, the winds grow slow,
Their broken rhythm starts to show.
High in the sky, where winds collide.
Once steady, swift, its course now strays,
A wavering path through warming days.
The Arctic warms, its chill undone,
A fading battle with the sun.
The contrast weak, the winds grow slow,
Their broken rhythm starts to show.
A Dream of Trump
Last night, I wandered through a restless haze,
A dreamscape forged in flickering malaise.
A gilded tower loomed beneath a blood-red sky,
And there he stood, with that familiar, hollow eye.
Last night, I wandered through a restless haze,
A dreamscape forged in flickering malaise.
A gilded tower loomed beneath a blood-red sky,
And there he stood, with that familiar, hollow eye.
January 18, 2025 at 8:15 AM
A Dream of Trump
Last night, I wandered through a restless haze,
A dreamscape forged in flickering malaise.
A gilded tower loomed beneath a blood-red sky,
And there he stood, with that familiar, hollow eye.
Last night, I wandered through a restless haze,
A dreamscape forged in flickering malaise.
A gilded tower loomed beneath a blood-red sky,
And there he stood, with that familiar, hollow eye.
Shadows dim the light,
Peaceful streams run red with rage,
Fear consumes the dawn.
Peaceful streams run red with rage,
Fear consumes the dawn.
January 12, 2025 at 9:26 PM
Shadows dim the light,
Peaceful streams run red with rage,
Fear consumes the dawn.
Peaceful streams run red with rage,
Fear consumes the dawn.
Peace and innocence is being replaced by hatred and fear.
January 12, 2025 at 9:25 PM
Peace and innocence is being replaced by hatred and fear.
Beneath the veil of coloured ties,
A fractured truth in shadow lies.
The masses cling to crafted speech,
Where reason feels too far to reach.
Public figures weave their lore,
Unchecked, their tales infect the core.
What’s real dissolves, what’s false takes root,
Questions fall, their answers mute.
A fractured truth in shadow lies.
The masses cling to crafted speech,
Where reason feels too far to reach.
Public figures weave their lore,
Unchecked, their tales infect the core.
What’s real dissolves, what’s false takes root,
Questions fall, their answers mute.
January 8, 2025 at 7:26 PM
Beneath the veil of coloured ties,
A fractured truth in shadow lies.
The masses cling to crafted speech,
Where reason feels too far to reach.
Public figures weave their lore,
Unchecked, their tales infect the core.
What’s real dissolves, what’s false takes root,
Questions fall, their answers mute.
A fractured truth in shadow lies.
The masses cling to crafted speech,
Where reason feels too far to reach.
Public figures weave their lore,
Unchecked, their tales infect the core.
What’s real dissolves, what’s false takes root,
Questions fall, their answers mute.
I spent some time on X. Is it worth fighting the right wing propagandists? Or is it not worth my time?
January 6, 2025 at 8:26 PM
I spent some time on X. Is it worth fighting the right wing propagandists? Or is it not worth my time?
Anne Boleyn: The Bold Queen Who Changed History
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Anne Boleyn: The Bold Queen Who Changed History
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January 3, 2025 at 9:00 PM
Anne Boleyn: The Bold Queen Who Changed History
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Dreams of viral fame,
Content flows like restless streams,
Patience lights the way.
Content flows like restless streams,
Patience lights the way.
December 31, 2024 at 7:09 PM
Dreams of viral fame,
Content flows like restless streams,
Patience lights the way.
Content flows like restless streams,
Patience lights the way.
Rise of Earl Godwin: The Power Behind England’s Last Anglo-Saxon King | Medieval History Explained
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Rise of Earl Godwin: The Power Behind England’s Last Anglo-Saxon King | Medieval History Explained
YouTube video by Educating Primary
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December 31, 2024 at 9:32 AM
Rise of Earl Godwin: The Power Behind England’s Last Anglo-Saxon King | Medieval History Explained
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Dominance fades fast,
Victory slips through our hands,
The score lies, not us.
Victory slips through our hands,
The score lies, not us.
December 11, 2024 at 10:13 PM
Dominance fades fast,
Victory slips through our hands,
The score lies, not us.
Victory slips through our hands,
The score lies, not us.
Cold shadows linger,
Breath clouds in the frozen air—
Warmth remains a dream.
#heatingisbloodyexpensive
Breath clouds in the frozen air—
Warmth remains a dream.
#heatingisbloodyexpensive
December 10, 2024 at 9:25 PM
Cold shadows linger,
Breath clouds in the frozen air—
Warmth remains a dream.
#heatingisbloodyexpensive
Breath clouds in the frozen air—
Warmth remains a dream.
#heatingisbloodyexpensive
The Real Luxuries in Life
A quiet morning, untouched by haste,
Sunlight spilling through an open windowpane.
Laughter shared, unbidden and free,
The kind that echoes long after it’s gone.
A quiet morning, untouched by haste,
Sunlight spilling through an open windowpane.
Laughter shared, unbidden and free,
The kind that echoes long after it’s gone.
December 10, 2024 at 9:24 PM
The Real Luxuries in Life
A quiet morning, untouched by haste,
Sunlight spilling through an open windowpane.
Laughter shared, unbidden and free,
The kind that echoes long after it’s gone.
A quiet morning, untouched by haste,
Sunlight spilling through an open windowpane.
Laughter shared, unbidden and free,
The kind that echoes long after it’s gone.
The Crusades: The 200 Year War
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The Crusades: The 200 Year War
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December 10, 2024 at 8:07 PM
The Crusades: The 200 Year War
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“The Battle of Cape Matapan was a pivotal moment in the war, a chance to strike a decisive blow against the Italian Navy. The stakes were high, and Jamie knew the outcome of this confrontation could shift the balance of power in the Mediterranean.”
My latest book is close to completion.
My latest book is close to completion.
December 2, 2024 at 9:42 PM
“The Battle of Cape Matapan was a pivotal moment in the war, a chance to strike a decisive blow against the Italian Navy. The stakes were high, and Jamie knew the outcome of this confrontation could shift the balance of power in the Mediterranean.”
My latest book is close to completion.
My latest book is close to completion.
Fevered cheeks aglow,
whispers break the quiet night -
rest heals weary dreams.
whispers break the quiet night -
rest heals weary dreams.
November 27, 2024 at 8:23 PM
Fevered cheeks aglow,
whispers break the quiet night -
rest heals weary dreams.
whispers break the quiet night -
rest heals weary dreams.
Moments shaped in time,
Laughter fills the passing days,
Memories remains.
Laughter fills the passing days,
Memories remains.
November 24, 2024 at 7:59 AM
Moments shaped in time,
Laughter fills the passing days,
Memories remains.
Laughter fills the passing days,
Memories remains.
The last day you never knew
November 23, 2024 at 6:45 AM
The last day you never knew
Golden rays embrace,
Winter’s chill melts from my soul—
Light renews my strength.
The difference the sun makes to your day
Winter’s chill melts from my soul—
Light renews my strength.
The difference the sun makes to your day
November 22, 2024 at 9:50 AM
Golden rays embrace,
Winter’s chill melts from my soul—
Light renews my strength.
The difference the sun makes to your day
Winter’s chill melts from my soul—
Light renews my strength.
The difference the sun makes to your day
November 21, 2024 at 8:01 PM
Cold bites through the walls,
Fingers hover on the dial -
Warmth remains a dream.
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Fingers hover on the dial -
Warmth remains a dream.
#haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt #blueskypoetry
November 21, 2024 at 6:44 AM
Cold bites through the walls,
Fingers hover on the dial -
Warmth remains a dream.
#haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt #blueskypoetry
Fingers hover on the dial -
Warmth remains a dream.
#haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt #blueskypoetry