haiku

.InternationMatch.
Sea of red jerseys
fans drift into stadium.
Loud boisterous tide.

haikus

.DamnManga.
Japanese schoolgirl
ultimate fantasy role.
will happen, one day.

.SuggestiveDrunk.
Tipsy suggestions
whispered into partners ears,
Deny when sober.

haiku about a cup of tea

.BiscutsPlease.
Tea made correctly
process followed perfectly.
Sit back and enjoy.

red haired haiku

.ShadesOfHair.
Like Poison Ivy
pretty face framed by red hair.
My favorite colour.

haikus about barladies

.PerfectPouredPint.
Barmaid foxy gaze
lustily handles the pumps.
Seduction complete.

.DoubleUp.
Leaning over bar
barmaids bosom draws sly gaze.
Thats why I drink here.

.DrunksEyes.
those sparkling eyes
in the sea of drunk sorrow.
Pretty barlady.

cold whispered draft

That cold sharp shiver
jabbing like a hot fork
up my shuddering spine.
No matter how many layers
I wrap myself in,
and no matter how many times
I tuck my shirt
into my pants.
You still creep through.

for you

For you and only you
I would;

Rush home early,
in a sweaty stumbling state.
Just so I can hand you
a cup of tea
with a warming kiss
when you walk
through the door.

In the cold
slumbering mornings
I would fetch warmed socks
from the clunking radiator
for your sleepy feet.
First thing during
these winter mornings.

With a hungry gaze
towards that last slice
of chocolate toffee cake
I would stand guard
with my fork.
So noone,
apart from you, can eat it.

I would even tolerate
your Facebook clicking,
through friends photos.
Whining that you look awful
in every photo
even though you never do.

a haiku about a lovers touch

.ThatSpark.
To restart my heart,
resuscitation only
requires your touch.

burlesque haiku

.Whoops.
Anticipation,
private burlesque show for me.
Ejaculation.

a haiku about a hard on

.CaughtOutside.
Walking leaning slouch
jumper pulled well down to hide.
Mans hard untamed lust.

a teen swimming haiku

.QuakeInHisWake.
Teen in swimming race
cheater for using rudder.
Well hung boys hormones.

Some haikus

.GentlemansRules.
The three second rule
invalid if 'saved' is called.
Damn regional rules.

.LikeBreakfast.
Bone cut wood splinters
to grazing fires hunger.
Snap, crackle and pop.

pretty eyes haiku

.YourSpotlightStare.
Pretty hole punched eyes
lighting this darkness inside.
Warm glow on my heart.

haikus some more

.NationalRail.
Train crawls, at slow pace
snail trundles commuters home.
Unwanted patience.

.TightCoat.
Carefully wrapped up
Brown paper parcel in twine.
Man in soggy rain.

autumn fingers

Autumn branches hang
creaking downwards,
cold, sharp yet brittle
like elerderly fingers.
Strangely soft and comforting
Grandmothers touch.

a haiku about crows

.TheBirds.
Like black peppercorns
rolling across kitchen top.
Crows crowd overhead.

a HP sauce haiku

.TearHere.
Dear HP sauce man,
design sachets better, please.
Yours, truely covered.

haikus abotu the cold and the wet rain

.ArcticWinters.
Through sock hole pokes toe,
like inuit wrapped up tight.
Cosy warm slumber.

.NaturesDestruction.
In formation flight
planet destroying starships.
Clouds loaded with rain.

pull me free

Precious hours pass away
sacrifice myself
to stop the bleeding
hourglass drip.
Just to prolong
this time with you.

Body and soul buried deep
my arm sticks upwards,
reaching,
like excalibur.
Waiting, you're the only one
who can pull me free.

Hands lock like eternal cogs
together they control
our destiny.
Drown in the eternal sand
my love this time wasted,
now found.

burnt up

Stabbed deep in the heart
with what feels like
a car cigarette lighter,
emotions rapidly boil.
Blood congeals
this burn slowly heals.
Scarred skin
now only remains.

My lover,
my bestfriend,
you traitor.
Into this isolation
once again.

some haikus

.SpreadBed.
Mini jam packets
like firmly made tiny beds,
Peel back and dive in.

.ThatChildWithin.
Soft buttery toast,
over face like baby wipes.
Adult comfort.

.OurColds.
Learn to stand alone
then chopped down for firewood.
Damn these cold winters.

shorelines

Shorelines constantly changing.
Waves breaking
like splintering wooden beams,
reveals sparkling
geological rock seams.
Natures cold textures updating.

Rough salt air
dries lingering skin,
washed ashore,
new life can begin.
Tides rise quickly
then depart.
Beach clean and fresh
like a recently vaccumed carpet.

autumn leaves

Red leaves fall
twirling with panicing pace
like burning parachutes
punchtured by
aggressive tracer rounds.
These sacrificial autumn colours.

pub tune haiku

.RockPub.
Air drummer rocks out
snooker cue playing bassist.
Classic jukebox tune.

upskirt haiku

.SneakyPeak.
Lay waiting on grass,
for you. Walk into my life.
Hope you wear a skirt.

some haikus

.Sniffles.
Be tolerant please
loud sniffles annoy us all.
Keep tissues nearby.


.ManmadeAgainstNature.
Drizzle through floodlights,
bright impenetrable white.
Daz washing powder.

sparks

Further I gaze towards you
drawn closer in
no matter how hard
I tried resisting.
Your soft touch always renews.
With proton pack beauty
no longer able to haunt.
Capturing me
in your tingling lazer beam arms,
hold you without flinching
the risk of crossing the streams
is one worth taking.

Your strength
makes you the chosen one
who can prise open,
this pop fresh lidded jar
that is me.
Ground yourself for when we touch
the sparks will power
this world for a generation.

a haiku about waiting for the one to return

.OneHugIsAllThatsNeeded.
Telegraph pole stands
patiently with arms outstretched.
For her to return.

wonky painting haiku

.IgnoreFrames.
Painting hangs wonky
ignore, forget about it.
Will frustrate others.

lusty gaze haiku

.DrunkPerving.
Lusty gaze at breasts
captured on facebook for all.
Awaits girlfriends wrath.

lapped again

Within my whole existence
you have been the only
unticked box on my list.
The one I only loved.
a hole full of fond absence
unfulfilled unkissed.

No matter how many women
I kiss
never will be found the one
that lips engage with mine

Peoples worlds keep turning
fall at the first hurdle
soon you will lap by me.
See nothing changed.
just scarred with slow ageing
still cant break free.

No matter how many women
I kiss
never will be found the one
that lips engage with mine

heart shaped scar

I miss the way
you nibbled at me
like a corn on the cob
with pro typewriting pace
greedily.
Brings a soft smile
to my hard face
the one so lucky.

Days drawn short
a continous winter
now only my coat warms me
face burried under a frown
reluctantly.
Again this free fall
begin to drown
just one gesture.

In the shower
I still rub that scar
now completely healed
from when we rolled
down that field
we tumbled so far
in each others arms.
Picnic basket fondue
surrounded by crops
and collapsed barns.
The only reminder
I have of you
I cant get rid of it
except to burn over.

lumberjack fashion haiku

.LameFashion.
Checked shirt, scraggy beard
worn by those fashion conscious.
Fake, weak Lumberjacks.

cricket ball eclipse haiku

.SummerSport.
Solar eclipse forms
look upwards, Ow! Nose broken.
Ball falls back to earth.

some haikus

.WateryEyes.
Wind cuts, biting deep
stinging gales like TCP.
Winters cold begins.

.EyeHeight.
Short woman below
lowcut top reveals goodness.
Perfect eye level.

awkwardly wrapped

Another whole roll
of sellotape used
to keep your present
clenched tight in mystery.

Wrapped up, disguised,
leaving no clues to whats inside
no matter how much
you rattle and examine it.

That smiling anticipation
as you scratch through
the snowman printed paper.
One layer down, another to go.

Bands of sellotape clamp down.
Designed to be awkward to open,
so I can prolong that anticipation
on your innocent face.

Modern Christmas

That christmas anticipation
no longer exsists,
when children were once
early to large soft beds.
Then to wake early
like noisy central heating
filling the dozing house.

No longer rubbing excited eyes
as they fight to stay awake
to keep an eye out for Santa
and have to be put to bed
by caring gentle parents.

The christmas post
no longer struggles.
The lack of well wishing cards
and patiently spelt letters
to Father Christmas
from innocent kids.

Instead they scream purple faced
at their liberal parents
until they get what they want.
Disappointed with expensive toys
broken in frustration before they
are fully unwrapped.

Sulking through Christmas lunch
is that how you want to spend
this oneday of giving?
Photos of frowning faces
topped by crackers paper crown.

I will sit here alone and hope
that I will have a family
one day to share this day with.
Maybe one year we should swap
and you children can see
they should be grateful
for what they've got.

a winter scarf haiku

.WinterBringsIn.
Worn with Chelsea knot
scarfs hangs like medallions.
Smug yuppie towners.

gloves worn

Glove worn
to protect delicate hands.
Dead sparklers
stick up like used needles
in damp sand filled buckets.

Burn down
from the excitable tip.
Innocent colours
right down to the tired end
camera flash patterns fade.

Now melted
being held too tightly.
Clenched glove
stands like rusting flag pole
remember not to itch my eye.

lonely figure

Lonely silhouetted figure
against the bonfire glow,
no matter how close he stands.
Will never be as warm
as those couples around him.

cold autumn night haikus

.ColdNights.
In partners pockets
numb fingertips warm gently.
Bonfire comfort.

.GreedyKids.
Plump trick or treaters
avoid houses with steep drives.
Easy pickings please.

popping fireworks haiku

.ComfortingSmells.
Fireworks cackle
like aggressive popping corn.
Satisfying smells.

hungover santa haiku

.OneHellOfAHangover
Christmas morning dawns
Santa passed out on sofa.
Drank too much sherry.

jack frost haiku

.BreakingTheLaw.
Jack Frost strikes again
arrested for public damage.
Graffiti artist.

elves strike haiku

.PartOfTheUnion.
Present from Santa
contains apology card.
Elves picket line strike.

bonfire haiku

.Whoosh.
Fireworks explode
bright exploding colour gasps.
Unnoticed loud fart.

Im stuck with this

Snatched at,
man handled
like a chubby fingered
greedy child
playing pass the parcel
refusing to pass on.
Whining the full verbal,
Held tightly,
roughly fondled.

You took my heart,
without asking
like trying to drag
a piano upstairs
Im exhausted,
from fighting
to get it back.

autumn season

This autumn coloured valleys
foliage draws back within
its retreating self
like the draw-string hooded jumper
drawn tight to keep out the cold.

Spiderwebs glimmer like tinsel stars,
birdsong cuts sharply
through balding trees
no longer muffled by summers greedy leaves.
Braver now, overcoming hunted fears
the local wildlife has no place to hide
within this years autumn fashion.

Earth shudders underfoot
like cold bathroom floor tiles
the sun rolls low across the sky
like a lazily pushed marble.
Twigs snap with bonfire tones
branches droop heavy with dew
like old housewives stooped
from a lifetime of hard work.

I will wait patiently until next year
as once more this turning will appear.

your kiss

I would have to kiss
every girl in the world
to find the one
that kisses like you.

Fasinated by your every move
I would watch you silently.

Forgotten your face, your touch
all I have left
is the fading memory of your
soft lips.

Scared I would crush you
under all this dead weight
You could warm me from twenty paces
any closer and I would burn.

this hatred

This hatred will be used properly
repair my broken heart
plugging these holes entirely.

All I have left that is strong enough
to hold myself together,
further my emotions depart
This heart drowns in teary moisture.

Forgiveness is not within me
while you and the world
recover with love
your wounds heal completely.

My rage forms tightening chains
broken soul and body unfurls
this empty space still remains.

autumn haikus

.BriskMornings.
Pinched cheek reddness cold
low slung sun tans all autumn brown.
Our autumn mornings.

.SnugWarm
Clouds thick overhead
natures roof insulation
Warm throughout the night.

haiku about Brits abroad

.JamesBond.
For Queen and Country
ploughing women of all types.
Bond, a Brit abroad.

burnt bridges

Subconciously, I slowly plough on
putting in place what needs to be done,
all these gained memories stored within
too many, causing this whitenoise din.
Re-called memories from collected photos.
Something within me stirs and glows
from re-read forgotten love letters
recieved from those daughters.
Burning within my vengeful fire
meditating like a scarficed martyr
my deep automatic shutdown procedure,
begins as I reach critical levels of anger,
Silluetted, my lifelong bridges burn
raising hell I cannot control, can never learn.
In the ashes my personal effects destroyed,
Selr created no-mans land is fully deployed
when my dead body is found, it will be cold
to match the soul I've never controlled.

autumn haiku

.CrispAutumn.
Dead leaves hang from tree
like brown butterfly cocoons.
Seasons of nature.

a haiku

.LeadWeight.
Emotions ripple
like stones thrown into calm lake.
Slowly sink below.

a haiku about clover

.LackOfIndividuality.
Clover everywhere
like those scenesters all the same.
Except those rare few.

damp well

At the bottom of this neglected well
far beneath you, cold and pure,
you'll find my love.
All I have is this rotten bucket
in which to hoist up my affections,
that energy you burn
in drawing up my love
to quench your growing thirst.
Through the leaky bucket,
it drains away,
only a few shimering droplets left
that you suck down unrefreshed.
Hold on and lower yourself into my
unlimited quenching love.

food haikus

.HotCoals.
Drained pasta steaming,
waterdrops skip over hob,
like man on hot coals.

.WallPaper.
Al Dente pasta
when thrown sticks to kitchen wall.
Like old sneezed boogies.

candle haiku

.FashionInWax.
Thick candle burns slow,
wax tall around slumping flame
like old shoulder pads.

a haiku abotu being alone

.UnevenSofa.
Sofa space empty
unused but for my cold feet.
Alone once again.

some more haikus

.NaturesWhiteNoise.
Wind tickles my ears
now only breeze fills my soul.
Self doubt is not heard.

.WhoseNext?
No manners left here
pushy pushers at packed bar.
Be the gentleman.

some more haikus

.SeasonsTurn.
River slows, thickens,
like cold skin on rushed custard.
Winter frosts begins.

.SignMan.
Rubbing fingers warm,
parading sign tall and proud.
Golf sale directions.

back of the sofa

Fumbling on your parents sofa, super keen
oh what it was, to be an excitable teen
unbuttoning clothes with trembling fingers
every bit of new flesh in my mind it lingers.

Bra unclapsed, thats second base conquered
time to head for third as I move southward
my sweaty hand is on the inside of her knee
no complaints yet, carry on we both agree.

Trembling, I swallow, my hand trundles on
slipping about, her legs? Are coated in teflon?
Like a old frieght train through the night
unstoppable with it's lusty teenage might.

Beads of exasperated sweat form on my head
like that itchy bomb disposable expert Fred,
my fingers gingerly frolick about blind,
with my inexpierence she doesnt seem to mind.

At last! fingertip presses against something,
plural somethings, that seem to be jingling?!?!
Frozen pause, tentative fingers, precision touch,
Whats this? It all seems a bit too much.

Seem to find more, pulling my hand down
I've found some coins, and a pen leads to a frown
More wild tongue snogging and some more frantic digging
Yields only a 9 volt battery, rusting.

My hand reaches further, what more will I retrieve?
Completely turned off, she ups and asks me to leave
confused and freaked out, left in a trauma,
Relieved, it turns out Ive had my hand down the back of the sofa.

some more haikus

.SharpSandwich.
Concentrate on lunch
while viewing internet fun.
Ow! Sandwich in eye.

.SweatyMan.
Snogging sweatily,
her glitter make-up transferred.
Look like crap tranny.

.CarryOnFilms.
Lowcut top strolls past,
tripping me, catching a glimpse.
Cleavage monster strikes

bass haiku

.BassSolo.
Bass played past 12th fret,
fingers wriggle rapidly.
Like stractching his balls.

snogging haiku

.DrunkLust.
Drunk snog concussion
swoop in for rough tonguing. Bang!
Rubbing sore forehead.

sandwish haiku

.PerfectLunch.
Sandwich consists of,
firm chedder cheese and pickle.
Crusts left on, damn it!

haiku

.DrummingRain.
Rain attacks upturned
flowerpots with loud vengence.
Natures got rhythm.

calm sea

Further downstream I float
engulfed by these flames
no struggle just acceptance,
this is my final resolve.
Given full guard honours
a sacraficed solider
in this war of my heart.
No more loathing,
all traces burnt away
nothing will remain.
faded disjointed memories
as I slowly fade from your heart
no further part to play
in this war I fought and lost.
That fading glow in the distant sea
as I slip under the surface
burning in my selfish rage,
calm sea boils away and soothes
below, forgotten at last.

another haiku

.ScumbagCollege.
Smug bastards on that
university challenge,
expensive schooling.

a haiku

.PutTheWorldToRights.
Empty pint glasses
overload old oak table.
Conversation flows.

haikus again

WeCanAllSeeYou'reBeautiful.
Pretty girl draws scowls
from women who are jealous.
Object of male hearts.

.FootballThugs.
Pub electric tense
football fans ready to fight.
The beautiful game.

forgotten path

Our mothers sleep with casual strangers
seperated fathers teary eyed drinks alone.
Both unaware of the dangers
that we face down this
darken road.
Journey starts, can no longer postpone.

Devided here we have collapsed, fallen
neighbours replaced with people unkown.
Society completely stolen
by our own automation
shutting down.
A new future for us, needs to be shown.

Streetlights pulse like a weak heartbeat
lighting only just a few steps further ahead.
these strangers we meet
to combine our touch
feeling our way.
This path found with our fingers outspread.

summers gone

End of August, summer holiday almost gone
yet I still havent seen any, not even one.
Teenage girls in flimsy revealing clothes
too adult for them, a bit too much shows,
childhoods shortened from social pressure
teaching them to flaut thier female gender,
I'm starting to question my moral mettle.
Out of court her parents want to settle.

a haiku

.SaucyNanny.
Mary Poppins floats
overhead with umbrella.
Not wearing knickers!

a haiku

.OilSlick.
Man sinks into bath
ball sack spreads like oil slick.
Water far too hot.

haikus

.GroupieWants.
Drummer paranoid
groupie continues to stare,
Locked on her target.

.GoFasterStripes.
Loudly tooting horn!
flicking the V's at the flash.
Speeding road rager.

.88MilesAnHour.
Flaming tire tracks,
Back to the Future stylee,
speeding driver flies.

more haikus

.DrinkingGames.
Spoon full of sugar
helps the tequila go down.
And straight up again.

.MessyEater.
Blank t-shirt ideal,
rotate after eating spag bol.
Stains hidden from sight.

.BuyMeAPony.
Society girl
your daddys little princess.
Nothing to others.

some more haikus again

.NotCorrectClothing.
Whale tail surfaces
a girl, too young leans forward.
Adult thong pokes out.

.MusicInsider.
Groupie hunts down band
with pouty eyed seduction.
No tread left on that.

.IfIHadMoney.
Bored stiff millionaire
sponsors local football team.
His face on shirt front.

.ACrapCold.
No matter how hard
you flick it, always return.
Boomerang bogie.

a haiku

.WinterFumblings.
Drunk winter groping,
rubbing her erect nipple.
Its her coat button.

some more haikus

.SaturdayNights.
Pub fills with locals
laughter and chatter belong.
Lonely silent drunk.

.MusicScars.
Fingertips worn smooth
against heavy strings on bass.
My poor mans plectrum.

another haiku

.NoDentalPlan.
Mouth foams violently,
like a mad cow diseased man.
New electric toothbrush.

one more haiku

.WashMeAway.
On my knees, frozen.
tears hidden by this rainstorm.
Self judgement begins.

another haiku

.PubInterior.
wooden beams across
celing, like lazy barcode.
Replica Tudor.

weekends in town

These valley night trains continue to run
through gritted teeth this shift soon done.
Rusting tracks follow these contour lines
towards the ever growing city light shines.

Together we move, slowly galloping onwards
as the weary conductor automatically herds
these loud saturday nighters, into town.
as they begin thier social drunk meltdown.

Hoovered up from platforms into the dustbag
that is this towncenter, a damp dishrag,
absorbing the grimey remains from elsewhere.
Deposited around me, my worst nightmare.

a haiku

.TellMeBeforeISwig.
Thirsty work, lift mug
Like fountain cherub spurts. Ewww!
Its bloody earl grey!!

further haikus

.SongRequest.
Sing Loveshack with me
my karaoke partner.
This time together.

.MyWayHome.
Train station silence
longer than anywhere else.
Journey back from you.

.TheseThoughts.
My hand written notes
hidden deep, within your world.
I hope you find them.

a couple more haikus

.EmptyGhostTrain.
Fairground rides no fun,
without your soft hand to squeeze.
For when I get scared.

.WeekendNights.
Fancy dress cowboys,
ride into the night to pull.
Herding thier cattle.

a further haiku

.SelfSearching.
When drunk questions asked,
expected that when sober
myself to answer.

another haiku

.WatchingOthers.
A people watcher
or just a greasy pervert.
The courts to decide.

should of said

Bothered still by things I should of said
continue to haunt me until the day Im dead
Never stood up against fathers beatings,
still even now someone touching me stings.

Should of told my mother how useless she was
every question answered with because because,
from her delivered shoutings, saying go away
I am still silent and hidden to this very day.

I struggled with every moment you came near
not knowing what to do full of panicing fear.
All I ever wanted to do is show you with a kiss
how I felt, never did and its now what I miss.

Reaching out my hesitant hand trembling scared
to hold you and to whisper what Ive prepeared,
instead I was silent and my love I did betray.
Gained my voice, by then it was too late to say.

Here in this jail, scared, waiting to be found
still nothing, like a dusty piano with no sound.
They say that a man without family is no-one
yet without you Im on my own, it cannot undone.

sweeter than a square of chocolate

You taste sweeter than
a stolen square of chocolate,
this shock and awe assault
on my tastebuds.
Leaves my senses disorientated
you're that dessert
I can never finish.
Full after feasting on your beauty,
this burning indigestion
keeps me warm
I will take the rest home
in a doggy bag
for when im ready for it.

rainbow kiss

Wrap your kiss in a rainbow
to keep it safe in my pocket
use it as my distress flare
to find my way home.

As needed as my morning coffee
the only way to start this day.

No sugar in my mug is needed,
the sweetener that you are

In bed i make sure the rainbow
is turned into a pillow
so i can sleep in your love.

Make sure my jeans are skinny and tight
so that kiss is pressed even closer
against me.

tree

Embarrassed, I will never show you
its unbelievably cliche but true,
all I had to hand was my housekey
then was used to carve into this tree,
our woodcut intinals in a loving heart.
Council please! Tear this tree apart!

take hold

Take hold,
we're bracing for impact
this time is ours
and is fading fast.
Full of the arrogance told
ignoring the few who are true
that self placed status.
Growing downfall.

Drown them,
with thier own silence
so you wont hear
the alarms calling.
To arms, seen as trators
replaced social wannabe uniform
with that of a solider.
Rise up together.

Defend,
the enemy you seek out
is your own self
Trator of this race.
Dragged down by no morals
no backbone to carry this world
like all the kings men.
We all fall down.

another haiku

.ThisWeather.
Raindrops on window
leaving fading paths of dreams,
like dead shooting stars.

a haiku

.OwnFault.
Tickle girlfriends feet,
she wriggles hard and kicks free.
Im left bloody nosed.

some more haikus

.LikeJellyBabies.
Fruit flavoured lip balm
smells so tasty you could eat.
But dont though silly!

.CheapDeepHeat.
Mint shock shower gel
the perfect wake up, until....
My balls on fire!

.BreakfastChoices.
Croissant for breakfast
crumbs hidden in shirt creases.
Perfect snacks til lunch.

bite the stars

Carry you on my shoulders high
you are not the dragging burden
that you think you are,
held aloft as the sky darkens.
My shining latern.
full of sparkle lead the way
let you go, not a goodbye
as i will stay and wait to catch you.

Bite those stars and tear them open
made up from our forgotten desires
flame our smoldering fires
when you land I'll be asleep.
Kiss me, so my dreams
unfold from these jagged egdes
to our soft shared bedsheets.

Up here on this clifftop face
shop bought fireworks sent to
explode with my love,
fall short and shower downwards.
never reaching you.
just tickle your gentle feet
gathered ash in a fireplace
filled the air with evaporated truths.

Bite those stars and tear them open
made up from our forgotten desires
flame our smoldering fires
when you land I'll be asleep.
Kiss me, so my dreams
unfold from these jagged egdes
to our soft shared bedsheets.

These faults and fissured scars
all yours to view down from your
star hung cats cradle,
this humanrace with our flaws.
sun rise, stars mature.
sore neck from craning upwards
brightest of all the stars
falling with a rainbow back to earth.

a haiku

.FreeKaraoke.
Pub anthem classic
harmonizing all drunk clans,
A song united.