Rattle

.

In winter darkness

gusty winds blow cans in streets

bin day tomorrow

.

by Scooj

The sixth age

 

The wisdom of age

does not compensate for lost

capabilities.

 

by Scooj

Bin day

 

The young boy looked out

and offered a bashful wave

to the old bin man.

 

by Scooj

Bin day blues

 

Rotting food street smells

my walk to work polluted;

reality check.

 

by Scooj

Lots on

 

Stealing five minutes

between rugby and cooking

to jot a few words.

 

by Scooj.

 

  • sorry…a really time-limited and rather poor haiku. Qq