Postcard Haiku

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with pencils and paints

capturing the essence of

a situation

 

 

eureka I found

a postcard of my home town

do your stuff postie

 

 

copyright october 2019

 

 

Postcard Haiku

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Postcard Haiku:

 

under southern skies

love dances on salty feet

sand between her toes

 

 

some will be liars

others may crave the hunter

i’m not reading blake

 

 

Copyright September 2019

Murder On The Haiku Express

 

 

Too many people

Crowded station drives me mad

Good to get away

*

Find a window seat

Settle down and people watch

Safely behind glass

*

Would you look at her

Running in stiletto heels

Too sharp for the rest

*

Landscape runs away

Back towards city skyline

Train whistle blowing

*

Dinner served at six

Opposite stiletto girl

Barely ate a thing

*

 

Sat up through the night

Thoughts of impossible things

Long before breakfast

*

Years ago I swore

To take my medication

My forgotten law

*

Breakfast was a bore

Eggs and bacon, toast and tea

No croissants for me

*

There she is again

Tottering on her high heels

All to attract men

*

Smiling and flirting

The old men salivating

I prefer the scene

*

Today I will sit

Watching the Nullarbor sway

Side to side on tracks

*

Perfectly perfect

Dreaming of rainbow serpents

Slithering in red

*

Communal supper

Oodles of noodles and tea

No one talks to me

*

I’m invisible

Wearing my magical cloak

Treading carefully

*

Another dark night

Rattle of the railway tracks

Startled by a scream

*

Emergency cord

Pulled with help of gravity

Of situation

*

Whispers of murder

To and fro along the train

Travelling past me

*

Here come the police

Helicopter rests on land

Previously free

*

Interview us all

One by one we answer true

Truly was not me

*

Through the open door

Death rictus the victims smile

Frozen now in time

*

Stiletto woman

Not a drop of blood in sight

Tablets with her tea

*

Hours later they leave

Accidental overdose

That they all agree

*

World begins to move

Leaving my worries behind

Lightness of my mind

*

Many a lover

Scorned and left for another

Would do as I did

*

I the murderer

My written confessional

Witnessed in haiku

*

 

Copyright July 2019