The Last Day of November

Low hung sun bright white
Silver birch flame leaves crackling
Before the first snow

Sally

Classical Haiku (Haiku)

First: 5 Syllables

second: 7 Syllables

third line 5 again

             Chris

The Trooper

On this battlefield

no one wins. Smell of acrid

smoke and horses breath

             Chris

Footballers

It’s a pound a stride.

How much from Taxman can hide?

Not a game I see

             Chris

Not there

Old man sits on bench

haven’t seen him for a while

missing wave and smile 


             Chris

New opportunities

The bubble has burst
final nail in coffin- ME!

As one door closes..........................................

             Chris

Flight of Icarus.

Flies on wings of dream 

now he knows father betrayed 
wings burn to ashes 

             Chris 

     

Doomsday Clock

Two minutes midnight

blind men shout let creatures out 

show unbelievers 

             Chris.

Problems.

It’s not you, it’s me

all better in the morning?

No, still a problem.

             Chris

Winter Rides

Other motorbike

can be COLD this time of year

but riding I like!

             Chris.

Wikipedia

Research has been done
Used Wikipedia? NO!
Really? Don't think so!

               Chris.

Santa

Bearded man in RED
Who comes when kids are in bed
Were the reindeers fed?

                                    Chris

My Haiku

I've learnt something new
It seems like a bit of fun
That's one Haiku done?


Chris.

Haikus by John

“English” (American) loose Haiku
3 line

autumn winds
the bamboo in my garden
is broken



Opening lines of Shakespeare Sonnet 18 converted to haiku
Classical 5-7-5

shall I compare thee
to a sumer’s day thou art
more lovely and more


A Northern Seascape.
Classical 5-7-5

horizon sea shore
chill winds from the arctic dune
grass pricking ankles


An Essex Marsh-scape.
Classical 5-7-5

shipwreck bladderwrack
wrought iron rib marsh mud bound
the sanderling’s home

Sex and Death.

Death and sex, or sex and death?

It’s not just a way to re-produce and it’s not only when a body takes its final breath.

Humans are the only species to have sex for pleasure, so I've been told,

I wonder if animals really would do it for pleasure,

Or even just to keep warm in the cold?

All sex is not always good or magic.

And all deaths are not always bad or tragic.

In days of old, sex could be a last request,

Before the not necessarily guilty’s final breath?

In the shadows, a figure lurks.

It’s a skeletal figure clothed in a black cloak with a hood,

It is the Grim Reaper, long associated with death;

So the outcome is NOT going to be good! 

Barbaric times.

No prison sentences or fines.

Sometimes no argument or a fair trial.

Death for simply owning a cat?

Wouldn't have fancied that!

The majority are Guilty? “Off with his head”

Maybe hung, drawn & quartered. Definitely dead.

On a large pole, is displayed their head.

But nowadays, offenders who kill don’t get a ‘proper’ sentence,

The public are outraged and it’s said,

“Bring back the rope, Prison is too good, they should be dead”

Sex with the ex, not long after wishing their death?

VERY VERY DANGEROUS! I heard it from an old friend,

Don’t worry; it’s not originally from my mind,

Those thoughts you might not find.

It’s best to be honest and kind.

‘Making Love’ couples normally say,

It’s a better & more acceptable saying and a more loving way.

Right now its autumn, and on the ground,

So many leaves can be found,

Walked through or run over by tyre,

It is a very distinctive sound that I can admire.

And are the leaves dead when off the tree?

They aren't alive, until they get blown along on the ground,

Then they look very alive to me!

But when they settle on the ground, under them microscopic life can be found,

Probably created by the creatures having sex, under the tree,

If you want to look very closely, you will see.

So there is a cycle, from sex comes life,

You may not even need a Husband or wife,

Then eventually there is death, but lots of people boast about having sex,

But as soon as you’re born, you’re dying.

 Guess what, some people are lying.

Chris.