Well, it’s nearly done,

just these last seven Haiku,

or Senryu things.

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Have I convinced you?

That Haiku and Senryu

are such worthy foes?

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Or has this been naff?

So many questions, just for you –

and so few answers.

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Anyway you look,

it’s very neatly over,

and you can relax.

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In a darkened room,

with a glass of aubergines

or something like that.

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Winding down slowly,

and easing off the throttle,

braking gradually.

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Driving metaphors –

I ask you, what are they like?

As if that mattered.

Day six of seven,

and still no landing in sight –

ahoy there, mateys!

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Well, I said ‘silly’,

and, so, silly it has been,

with the odd stale bit.

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When I say, ‘stale bit’

I really meant ‘serious’

but it was too long.

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So, now here we are,

on the middle Haiku part

and you’re all at sea.

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My mixed metaphors

(similar to similes)

can confuse people.

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When I say, ‘people’

that may or may not include

someone that you know.

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Seventh Haiku starts

in much the same vein, because

that is how I write.