A short story in Haiku style
My first memory.
Jan C. Smuts Home for Children
In Burnham-on-Sea.
Breakfast with some kids.
Walking to the beach lighthouse.
Breathing damp sea air.
Big people took me
to live with as family.
I had siblings now.
We had dogs and cats
And we had a garden too.
I was happy there.
Then I had an urge
The wide world called me to leave
Look where it brought me.
I found new friendships
Bloggers using words galore.
Thank you one and all.
Yellow frightens me!
my doctor puts it down to,
Xanthophobia.
Mr. McCafferty
Has a mind of his own.
But cats are like that!
An apology. I think you have to be from Bristol to understand this posting well. If you are not from Bristol I hope you enjoy the words anyway.
Is Alfred still there?
Inside a glass display case
at the museum.
Who is Alfred then?
A Silverback Gorilla
Died at Bristol Zoo.
Of fright in his cage.
It happened in World War II,
During an air-raid.
My given name is
Edward Teach, high sea sailor;
but to you, Blackbeard!
Red hat man paid not
Escaped down a tax loop-hole
Red-Hat Ladies mad!
Rudyard Kipling Wrote
of a man who would be king
Red hats make not crowns
I have been hiding.
Your leaf rake uncovered me,
I am on the run.
His hand shakes beer well
Me doth see the foam rising.
Doff the cap gently.
Raccoons in the copse.
Masked robbers stealing acorns,
cached by grey squirrels.
Fa - the Green Dragon 
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