snowflake haiku

.BrrrItsCold.
Snowflake thumps window
desperate to get inside.
Far too cold outside.

a haiku about the snow

.MeltingCrops.
Remaining snow lays
as patchwork crops in farmed fields.
Waits for melting plough.

a tanka about the winter freeze

Frost bitten snowfall
covers all deep, pinches tight.
Numb and paralyzed.
Hibernating warm indoors.
Waiting for the thawing sun.

a haiku

.WhatyouAre.
Splinter under skin
pain causing irritation.
Memories of you.

snowball fight haiku

.StreetFight.
Snowball fight ensues
one thrown hard, loaded with stones.
That dirty bully.

a pokemon haiku

.IchooseYou.
Pokemon trainers
never bathe with Pikachu.
Electrocution.

boxing day haiku

.TheHangover.
Awake Boxing day
paper crown upon sore head.
Best Christmas ever.

haiku about dead branches

.DeadBranches.
Crows nests soon litter
branches of winter dead trees.
Plastic shopping bags.

a haiku about exploding love

.TheFlame.
This gunpwder keg
packed tight with my love for you.
Explode when near you.

wise words advice

.WiseWordsIndeed.
Man in loo exits
with familiar advice
'Leave it 10 minutes.'

haikus for a saturday night

.SaturdayNight.
Lit chinese dragon
formed from taxi headlights, snakes
crawling down highstreet.

.SillyAdverts.
Pack of women hunt
war cry of.'Here come the girls!'
Damn you, boots adverts.

santa haiku

.Waiting.
Tired, heavy head
waiting up to see santa.
loud thud! Now slumbers.

haikus about christmas trade

.LazyShopping.
Shops bustle for trade
Christmas presents three for two.
Not for me I hope.

.PoorBuys.
Thumbed and torn remains
those last few Christmas bargins.
Budget buying skills.

platform edge

I check my breath
its stale from thoughts unsaid
I take a step forward,
shuffle my feet
and put a hopeful look on my face.

Stood here waiting
with my broken latched suitcase
tucked under one arm.
At this crumbling platform edge
surrounded by
my nervous echoing cough,
I check my watch,
it doesnt matter
the batteries died long ago.

In the distance a shimmering hope
rolls effortlessly down
these overgrown tracks
like a JML rust remover
All things are restored
to original beauty
as you pass through.

That annoucement,
crackles over the dusty tannoy
in this forgotten place.
Your arrival draws a simple smile
patiently wait,
for your carriages to open.
others appear
and step aboard
Whistles blows your departure.

I check my breath
its stale from thoughts unsaid
and take a step forward
shuffle my feet
and put a hopeful look upon my face.

In the distance a shimmering hope
rolls effortlessly down
these overgrown tracks
like a jml rust remover
All things are restored
to original beauty
as you pass through.

These tracks begin to rust over again
as I sit on my suitcase
waiting for the next arrival.

a haiku

.WakeUp!
Dead feeling inside
far too weak for suicide.
In this coma still.

a haiku about presents

.BarbedPresents.
Presents wrapped tightly
folded sharp corners. Beware!
Impatient gropers.

tanka about patient cormorant

Patient cormorant
waits for that striking moment
sustenance reward.
those calm often see further
without distorting splashes.

a tanka about mountains

Mountain stream erodes
bleeding away heart and soul
river floods below.
tired from teary downpour
All mountains will turn to hills.

A tanka about christmas

Christmas tree unpacked
stands proud, countdown now begins.
Illuminated.
Now awaiting those presents
santa not for the greedy.

tucked in

Winter,
no chins on show.
Dug deep
like a heavy spade,
into coat collar
and scarf.
To avoid this cold,
zero below.