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Explosion of light
Pooled the bay with reds and gold
Catching fishermen.
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Haiku competition for Raul Moreno (as per his photograph submitted)
Brambles cloaked with green
Spring sunlight gleams through the trees
Wood thrush in full song.
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Jaws bulging, saliva drooling
Johhnie stood at the street corner
Digging furiously into his soggy bag
Large fleshy chips swimming in vinegar
Delighting his watering mouth.
Rain drizzling on his tired body
Johhnie momentarily oblivious to all,
His tedious life, his electricity bill,
His sick terrier, his drenched overcoat
And even his foul tempered wife
Who he could hear re-echoing
High cholesterol, high cholesterol, cholesterol..
For one ten minute period
He allowed himself the indulgence
That surpasses all on a hungry day
A good feed from the local chipper.
As he licked each finger one by one
Johhnie exuded a great contentment.
Retracing his steps, he shook the wet from his cap
And returned to the shop for a jumbo sausage.
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biting mountain air
baby lamb trails on the edge....
mint sauce with dinner
entry for Charles Henderson's strict Haiku 2 competition
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Red sunset dips
night's curtain drapes the bay
lovers embrace
for Charles Henderson's haiku competition
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Leveret scurries
Trained ears, panoramic sight
Saved - by a hare's breath.
Easter Bunny blinks
Burrows the deep undergrowth
Close shave this morning
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I wrote my poem last night for Brian Strand's competition a hymn of praise for Harvest and
just saw today that I got the date wrong and that it is already judged. Anyway now that I
have written it , here it goes:
Let us sing a sweet song, a song that's of praise
For our crops to be ripened and harvesting days
For the fruits of the soil, for barley and wheat
Maize, oats and corn, that our children will eat
For the evening sun on the newly mown hay
For the farmer still working in the dusk of the day
For the apples and pears still ripe on the trees
For the fill of the honey pot, the toil of the bees
Blackberry picking, will uplift our song
Tasting juices of autumn we'll all sing along
Let us sing at crescendo for the fruits of the vine
The lush of the grapes, the full bodied wine
When the harvest is done, our glasses we'll raise
And thank mother earth who deserves so much praise.
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My Floribunda
Rosettes apricot and peach
My garden angel
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A fat bluefin tuna down deep
Was fished out one night when asleep
He was looking quite pale
Had escaped a big whale
To be Sushi for one Meryl Streep
for Carolyn Devonshire's Limerick on Sea Tales competition
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Haiku master, with me had a word
Said my Haiku's are simply absurd
Just one more for today, then put them away
You'r the mistress, I'm the Master, preferred
Haiku
Mountain air biting
Spring lambs trailing on the edge
Mint sauce with dinner
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