Doctors pass in street.
Sam you look well! How am I?
Fine! Five hundred please.
Doctors pass in street.
Sam you look well! How am I?
Fine! Five hundred please.
I saw just one dog.
There was a Filling Station;
I blinked, it was gone.
I once saw your name
scribbled on a washroom wall.
Who are you, Kilroy?
back pew at the church
Middle of the road driving
Front row on a bus.
If it is quite true
that we all return to dust
who’s under my bed?
Swims deep in the seas
of Japan’s coastal waters.
Too big for a bowl.
An old rhyme played out
daily when McCafferty
takes his noon-time nap.
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.
Teddy Boys, think back
Beetle Crushers on their feet.
They ruled evening streets.
I do like Ika,
More so when it’s very fresh.
Rice and Soy, delish!
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