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Yet another rainy day haiku from the mind of one who has recently been rained down upon more than a Summer season should reasonably allow.

Yet another rainy day haiku from the mind of one who has recently been rained down upon more than a Summer season should reasonably allow.

Looking out windows,

seeing the pourtentous sky

relieving itself.

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A Seagull Haiku

A Seagull Haiku

Peck, peck – chip? No – peck;

strut, launch, fly, scan, detect, plan;

wait… wait… swoop! Reward.

The Old Hall Bookshop, Looe.

The Old Hall Bookshop, Looe.

Out of the madness of milling pools of humanity,

into the quiet of a calm and needed sanctuary,

I go;

stepping from the uncomfortable

into the sublime,

be it for the shortest amount of time.

I perch upon a sofa and breathe in

the outpourings of so many authors’ words,

and I becalm.

Standing at the Gate.

Standing at the Gate.

I lean on the gate

and survey the world;

at least, the world within my grasp;

for there is much more than that beyond

my gaze, beyond my ken;

but what I have, I clasp.

Looe Couplet

Looe Couplet

We’d really love to go to Looe;

but, we have other things to do.

😢

Trerulefoot Roundabout Haiku (Trerulefoot is two syllables)

Trerulefoot Roundabout Haiku

Trerulefoot Roundabout,

there on the A38,

is where we turn off.

“Attacked by Seagulls!”

“Attacked by Seagulls!”

We were sitting upon the sandy beach

our ice-creams perched

way out of reach

of the famished gulls;

our sandwiches coated

in a protective sand coating,

watching the colourful boats

within the bay…

when we were silently mocked by a group of louts,

that flocked to here from nearabouts;

their eyes upon the prize

of a stolen lunch,

and with the promise of the following trauma

that then ensues

we had a hunch

that today wasn’t gonna be a good day.