Haiku #22

Leaves whisked by the wind
Bequeathed to roots from above
The gifts are reborn

Reading In Bed And Other Travels

Stuck in my bed for the odd month or three,
With nothing but books to accompany me.

I've travelled in time, heard Abraham Lincoln,
Flown to the future, saw Earth's mass-extinction.

I've watched as Charles Dickens grew tales of two cities,
Then saw them revolting amid love and pity.

I've followed old Ahab as he chased the whale,
And laboured with thoughts from Wilde's Reading gaol.

Considered the rope from which Crippen once dangled,
And Kennedy's death from all possible angles.

I've danced with the wolves and the Sioux on the prairie,
And back with Abe Lincoln and his wife 'dear Mary'.

It seems that no matter where I go in my head,
I return, though refreshed, still stuck in my bed.

Today

Today never leaves you,
It's always today,
With the promise of tomorrow,
Stories of yesterday.
But.
We're.
Stuck.
With it.
Like a party-goer cornering you in the kitchen.
You can't shake off today.

Haiku #21

The English put off
Speaking anothers language.
Procrastinationals

Haiku #20

Winter duvet days
Frost chips fix to window panes
They're frying tonight

Haiku #19

Monocled headlights
Swagger through dawn's early rise
Half-blind cars or bikes?

Haiku #18

The Robin dances
With a half-coconut shell
Strictly judged by me.

Haiku #17

Words left unspoken
Coinage of deeds left undone
Spend wisely life's cache.

Haiku #16

Time can't find a home
When the Past has kicked it out
And Now moves it on.

Haiku #15

I am half awake
As the Day ponders the same
It's Night's turn to sleep.

Haiku #14

Ants hear the frost grow
And chase the Autumn retreat.
An army then rests.

Haiku #13

Dead newspapers dance
And old print proclaims a scoop
Winds hot off the press.

Haiku #12

Frost on fingers nip,
Tiptoes over sleeping cars.
Winter lines reborn.

Haiku #11

Lazy light from trains
Works just as hard as sunlight,
Without the commute.

Haiku #10

Whispers in hushed tones.
Complimenting the weather.
It hears. Giggles. Shines.

Haiku #9

Rain drifts through the sky.
Duvet clouds woke from their sleep.
Pillow-talk whispers.

Haiku #8

Morning has broken
It was dropped during a fight
Night blames day blames night

Haiku #7

Raindrops fall as ice
Warm faces catch winter spots
Frosty acne melts.

Haiku #6

Who remembers us?
When names etched fresh fade
Who remembers them?

Haiku #5

Sun shines through the blinds
Settling in lines on my face
Both so far from home.

Haiku #4

The day disappears
As Autumn and Winter fight
For evening sunlight.

Haiku #3

Odds and sods and ends
Of family memories
Lives hidden in trees.

Haiku #2

The Sun is leaking
Soaking me in Autumn's rays
Browning leaves at last.