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.
Girls play in the sun.
Tanned skin looking beautiful.
Thoughts of an old man.
Ichthyology,
Must say sounds a bit fishy.
It’s all Greek to me.
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.
Oak-grown Mistletoe
Sickles in hand to cut it;
Druid priests at work.
Stonehenge, Druid built.
A place to follow the sun.
Celtic genius
It used to be that
Nails outside the Corn Exchange
Is where debts were paid
Fa - the Green Dragon 
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