Lawnmower at the ready:
stood down;
shears and trimming tools:
returned to their racks;
plans to clear a path:
put on hold.
“We’re keeping the weeds
to feed the bees.”
By the Book (sic)
Bardly Writ
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Friday I’m In Haiku
When Friday is done
it is time for the weekend:
so let fun commence.
Edward de Leaf
Edward lived every day
as if it was his first,
or his last;
green of experience in his youth
he learnt all that could
until he became a wizened old fellow.
One day,
whilst wearing a coat of brown, trimmed with a motley yellow,
he fell to the ground,
and just lay there.
It all got a bit ‘Buntled!’
As I wendelled my weary way,
I was wary that, one day,
I might be steeply inclined
to walk up a hill;
but, still, I thought to myself,
that’s probably
not
going to happen today.
Two hours later, looking back
(and looking down)
I realised
how
it might feel
to be a clown,
or (more likely)
a cloud.
Wandering about wondering
it really shouldn’t be allowed.
A seagull in time
A seagull in time saves nine,
so they say;
but, who ‘they’ are, is never mentioned.
and what are the ‘nine’ that are to be saved?
Ladies dancing?
I think not.
“Hey… Stack!”
“Hey… stack
don’t build it high
or it will topple
and make a me-e-e-ess;
build it
as high as it is wide
then it will stay up
and not fall over
over over over over!!
*Many ‘La la las’ may follow here.
Blog Cabin / Vlog Cabin / Captain’s Log Cabin
Wordplay.
Wordplay?
When thoughts have occurred,
play with them,
twist them into shapes,
and reconfigure the letters,
make the first the third,
say what you now have,
and try to make sense
(or recompense)
or keep it different
by adding the term non –
non and sense together
make a sunny day
into stormy weather,
whether you understand it or not.
Mix it up –
and what see you got now have.
Drip, drip, drip.
Drip,
drip,
drip,
little April showers;
it’s been drip, drip, dripping
for hours and hours;
and the dogs have been wanting
to go out for a walk
for such a long time—
and so we went out
the moment we thought
the drip, drip, dripping had stopped;
and then we copped a bucket full of water
upon our heads,
and it drip, drip, dripped from our clothes instead:
drip, drip, drip, little April showers…
drip,
drip…
drip.
Vegan Pecan Pie
Vegan Pecan Pie
is never on my menu, –
any idea why?
Saturday Haiku #4
A walk with the dogs,
then *hoovering the bedroom.,
then *hoover the lounge.
*Hoover is the name of a Vacuum Cleaner Manufacturing Company – I live in a Vacuum not a Hoover. Discuss.
