My cursive writing
is like a drunken spider
with inky foot-prints.
Category Archives: Humor of Sorts
What?-No Lemmings.
Wily Coyote,
likes to come to my back-yard.
No lemmings today.
The Big Goldfish (Akoudai)
Swims deep in the seas
of Japan’s coastal waters.
Too big for a bowl.
Where will wisdom be found?
I have become like
the Last of the Summer wine
In my Autumn years.
cat’s Cradle
An old rhyme played out
daily when McCafferty
takes his noon-time nap.
Appologies
I thought it would be a good idea to empty my haiku drafts so that I could think of new material. I hope this is not so overwhelming (or underwhelming) that is drives you to distraction.
I’ll probably disappear for a day or two while I re-invent myself.
Now. lemme see. Where’s my phoenix arises source book? Ah! there it is. Good bed-time reading.
Memory Dredging – 60’s Bristol
Teddy Boys, think back
Beetle Crushers on their feet.
They ruled evening streets.
All Together now- If You Knew Sushi like I Know Sushi
I do like Ika,
More so when it’s very fresh.
Rice and Soy, delish!
the One that Got Away (a fish story)
Ichthyology,
Must say sounds a bit fishy.
It’s all Greek to me.
Washday Blues
My clothes are dirty.
Have nothing to wear today.
Better do laundry.





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