They fly you half way
drop you at gate twenty-eight
then you walk the rest.
Category Archives: Philosophical view
Please don’t Close the Gates
Praying in the night,
just in case I wake up dead.
My pass to Heaven.
A Tanka about Tanks
Many years ago, I joined the 3rd Royal tank Regiment. Many of the soldiers in the unit were like me, from the West Country (of the U.K.). We were nick-named “The “Armoured Farmers“.
On November the 20th, 1917 tanks were used for the very first time in battle.
The Tank regiment motto is Fear Naught. Its regimental colours are Brown, red and green. Through the mud and the blood to the green fields beyond.
Nineteen seventeen
Tanks were first used in battle.
Germans were surprised,
at the Battle of Cambrai.
Through mud and blood to green fields.
The Secret Sound of Grapes
Grapes make a strange noise,
If by chance you step on them.
Just a little whine.
The sadness of doing nothing
I gave up trying,
before I even started.
That’s a sad story
How Doctors make a living
Doctors pass in street.
Sam you look well! How am I?
Fine! Five hundred please.
Ooohs! out of the Oven
banana bread bakes.
Aroma arises about.
Serves self a Slice.
As I was going to Eketahuna
I saw just one dog.
There was a Filling Station;
I blinked, it was gone.
How Haiku Poetry is formed
I do not sleep well;
Counting syllables not sheep.
Haiku in my head


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