In this line of hai-
ku never let it be said
In this time we have
Tag: Haiku
Haiku #681
Haiku a Shmyku
In it was everybody
A nineties birthday
Haiku #680
Lab assistant
In a computer game talks
Mickey, Mallory
Haiku #678
Nothing is the still
Wherever it is hidden
Where there then my still?
Haiku #677
It was still in space
only the fern inverted
between the rainbow
Haiku #675
Crystal 2.0 (two point oh)
What is it? What can it do?
Will it see me through?
Haiku #671
On the train Valpoo
nowhere to go except me
I’m free to play
Haiku #670
In this wait, we call
all dustbin light emitting
haematomas Go!
Extended Haiku Poem
An image like a vine
carries negativity
from my earth to sky
Rooting me to spot
the greenfly of hope die there
and fall off in clumps
The sound of calling
cancels growth of emotion
empathy regained
I trot to dinner
where the fruits of our labours
drown us in a haze
Falling and climbing
Without making a sound shoots
carry on the breeze
The vine is like that
too using imagery of
amphora to gain
A foothold places
It has never ever been.
Conversation grows
and turns this way then
that like a drunken’s pencil
writes a note to God
‘I love the vine wine,
women and song, family
of grapes such as we
should never be CRUSHED!!
As the bottle falls and SMASHED!!
I fall to the floor
With a groan, Wasted
smashed open like a grape; wine
puddles at my feet
Bacchus! You bastard!
That was a terrible waste…
Was that meant to be?
I stagger to my
feet looking for a seat, a
drink of the vine wine
to reassure me
Everything is alright. I
stagger outside and
See the Vines stretch a-
way and that feeling comes back
You’re nowt but a hack!!
And I see inside
nothing so grand as the vines
or fruitful or wise
Then I hear a voice
‘Andrew, come back inside!’ So
go pretend I’m vine.
Haiku #667
Go into the dark
And get inside the mind of
your rascal heroes