Tag: Haiku

Earned privilege

 

Between a dog walk

and shopping, I sneak a snooze;

Saturday PM.

 

by Scooj

Train 55

.

What kind of crazy?

The early train for London

a work-day birthday.

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by Scooj

Street food

 

‘Cheelay flaykes?’ She asks

in her sweet foreign timbre

and it makes me smile.

 

by Scooj

Daydream ski

 

The steep sweet meadows

now clad in deep mountain snow

softly summon me.

 

by Scooj

Decorations

 

Pack up the boxes

an eleven month slumber

in the loft awaits.

 

by Scooj

Mury Bobbins

 

I’m bracing myself

for the overdue sequel

with Emily Blunt.

 

by Scooj

Play

 

Cold feet, muddy paws

white, numb fingers, muddy paws

ball games in the park.

 

by Scooj

 

Drag

 

These non-descript days

file by unloved unwanted

January blues

 

by Scooj

Ghosts

 

Curtains of white mist

hide the ghosts of winters past

skulking in the wood.

 

by Scooj

 

Dawn

 

These gossamer threads

untroubled by passing feet;

natural wonder.

 

by Scooj