please empty your brain below
A moment from your weekend
(and count carefully)
Woke up at five any way
P**sing down with rain.
hot chocolate with wife and son
football before bed
Buses walks trains or something cool.
No. Just some Haiku!
dg writes: [not a haiku]
Puddles form on gravel drive
Walk to post can wait
Only nine days left until
I can leave the house
Blimey, I pant, they’ve both grown,
Taking them back home.
Neighbours' rockets exploding
in torrential rain
We speak a stress-timed langwij
Not syllable-timed.
Many children in the park
Bought an "i" weekend
is harder than I thought so
I should try again
Was it the lack of
a reference to nature
or just something else
So ruin my day
when the italics do say
Not a Haiku too
dg writes:
Yes these are haiku,
but last time your syllables
exceeded limits.
I should eat that aubergine
Bloody beetroot too
No post to look forward to
I go back to bed
for me to digest, before
my morning coffee
Take her to the vet. But she
Quickly recovers
It could have been Ocado
But the pounds are tight
Then Sky for the golf
Green jacket but no trophy
DG to DJ
Can't sleep with the bastard
Tear it off my face.
Clearing parkland's greenery
Getting wet, again.
Home for lunch, hurrah
Afternoon nice and cosy
Finding ancestors
Was enjoyable this week
Saturday highlight
for soprano, tenor, bass
with an alto, too.
The theme is winter.
My friend wrote the lovely words.
The harmony works.
Trafalgar fountains in lights
Twinkly but so damp.
Windfall apples rushing past
Where will they all go?
Takeaway pizza and wine
Cold bench at the Thames
Weekends don't stop work
Nice stress relief is the view
from Telegraph Hill
Overnight Melbourne perspires
Waiting for the wind...
sit at the computer to
read diamond geezer
Roasting for five long hours
The smell is so good!
Cooked with pepper and onion then
fried in some butter
Another ten. Another.
Half eleven? Yikes!
has pallets on the ceiling
It's a look, I guess.
taking stuff to compost heap -
but who will use it?
Inspired by DG.
One mile out and one mile back.
says rain in an hour but it's
never right. It's right.
Pages to be edited
Fingers on keyboard
I had kept putting it off
Hope it does not die
Writing a sulky blog post
Thanks DG - Love Dom
For mora and syllables
Are not the same thing.
All those splendid Haiku lines.
Really enjoyed it.
Parents. From Africa
Covid seems unreal.
Seventeen selected and
posted to the blog.
Some were excellent
but if you count syllables
they were not haiku
Gusts above one hundred K
Hope power stays on!
In the southern hemisphere
Still, mustn't grumble
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