Friday Night VIII

Roll me down the hill
At the bottom there is sludge
Sludge for our ear holes

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A brand new haiku

A brand new haiku
Makes me get my fingers out
To count syllables

- Thanks to Dan for this submission!

Morning slice of toast

Morning slice of toast
Cut from the space-time loaf
Physics for breakfast!

The Haikucookie

Big haikucookie
Massive poetry biscuit
You made my party

Irresistible

Irresistible
Osmotic pressure ruptures
Tarmac. A mushroom.

Taxidermist

The aging master
Taxidermist stuffed himself
In a crocodile

Music in a maze
Like that time in the labyrinth
Supporting Bowie

Coffee and codeine

Coffee and codeine
A dash of ibuprofen
Todo tranquillo!

DNA unwinds
It mingles in our children
And winds up with yours

City living

City living with
The dawn chorus of sirens
Replacing birdsong

Haiku to end a letter

I hope few months pass
Between now and our meeting
Love from your friend Al

The extra virgin
At the party suited Al,
Juicy olive squash!

Music transcends

Music transcends the
Physical wave mechanics -
Synasthaesia

Sunshine on concrete

One tree, two bushes
Blue sky and a towerblock
Sunshine on concrete

Birthday-Ku 2

There's no point counting
It detracts from enjoyment
Hurry along now

Birthday-Ku 1

Something I've noticed-
Yearly ruckus and hoo-ha
Flailing limbs of joy

Simple Things

A man of few words:
'Terrible biscuit craving'
Literally - a few.

Word Taste

Juniper flavour:
I have no knowledge of this
And yet it appeals

Amphibian Wars

A hundred small frogs
Form a phalanx and attack
Toad Tower crumbles