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On a frosted bank
a seagull is worm charming
webbed feet marking time
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by Scooj
Tag: Haiku
Little things
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It doesn’t take much
to make the world a fine place
just a lick of paint
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by Scooj
That’s a wrap
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Twenty twenty-four
it’s been a rollercoaster
memorable year
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by Scooj
Break over
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Shoulder to the wheel
twenty twenty five beckons
new resolve, new hope
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by Scooj
Arsenal v Ipswich Town
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Second from bottom
potential banana skin
post Boxing Day match
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by Scooj
Happy Christmas
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Twenty twenty four
merry Christmas one and all
Turkey and mince pies.
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by Scooj
Happy Birthday
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You know who you are
first day of a new chapter
happy day big man
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by Scooj
for PH
Not quite ready for inspection
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VIP visit
hosting Christmas for mother
way too much housework
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by Scooj
Christmas party
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Team get together
London the preferred venue
another train trip
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by Scooj
Recent experiences on the rail network have not been good, but I am ten minutes into my journey from Bristol to London and all seems well.
Political brutalism
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A new government
grim-faced determination
ruffling feathers
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by Scooj
I woke at ten past four when the dog started barking at something in the street. Unfortunately I didn’t get back to sleep again after that and lay awake with my mind churning. One of the outputs from the unrest was this haiku. Another, was a long rant about the state that the last government left the country in. Broke with horrific debt and with public services hanging on by their fingernails. The rich, richer and the poor, poorer. Any new government coming into power picking up that mess would struggle. The loudest voices of complaint now are from the haves, not the have nots. I’ll leave it there.
The main preoccupation in my head was composing a speech for my mother’s 90th birthday party in February… I think I made good progress.
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