Category: 1. Haiku

War memorial

 

So many left to

fight and gave their lives in haste;

now the grass grows green

 

by Scooj

Swindon

 

If anyone can

tell me what the hell’s going

on here, please could they

 

by Scooj

 

Making waves

 

Autumn waves crash on

tiled floors, a terrarium

for urban living

 

by Scooj

Piper

 

Penny whistle man

playing for a few coppers

and humanity

 

by Scooj

S.O.S.

 

Secretary of

State for the environment,

I don’t believe you.

 

by Scooj

Commentary on a speech made by Elizabeth Truss on 14 October, entitled Open Environment.

6.15pm

 

Dusk comes early now

and bats flutter, fattening

for Winter slumber.

 

by Scooj

Bondage

 

I sit in front of

my screen, deprived of freedom;

I’ll let my mind walk

 

by Scooj

Cloud spirit

 

Now in the morning

chill my exhalations dance

in front of my eyes

 

by Scooj

Clement

 

A blocking high sits

obligingly overhead

warming Autumn hearts.

 

by Scooj

On becoming a hobbit

 

As my days get short

the hair in my ears grows with

alarming vigour.

 

by Scooj