As complex as simple is.
There where bluebells grow,
So blue among the green trees,
Filling the whole ground.
A wonder to see,
Bluebells in enchanted woods.
The wind whispers too.
“Where is it?” You ask!
Wander across the green bridge,
And follow one path.
It is sad I know,
Here’s a London letter box!
South of Russell’s Square.
I may take some more,
The Duke of Bedford behind,
Or Francis to some.
On Great Portland Street,
The great lanterns of this place.
The Cock Inn Tavern.
Walking in the woods,
I found the elfish flowers,
Grapped my longing gaze.
I tried to pick one,
It moved in the eerie light,
Then it turned to me.
I could not take it,
I left it where it was, safe.
I took this photo.
A glorious day,
Good for this bank holiday,
I enjoy this time.
Some tea and biscuits,
Taste so good and sets the scene.
Of me relaxing.
Been updating it,
Intro page, categories,
Artwork and some stuff.
It’s a lovely day,
No doubt, and I have been out,
Enjoying its peace.
Will I do this book?
The question I’m now asking.
I’m enjoying it!
There’s a hope I have,
To finish this book this year,
It’s one for the shelf.
Someone may read it,
And find something there they like.
A picture maybe.
Politics gets old,
And the news is for today,
A book is timeless.
A beautiful day,
I went for a walk so good,
Very relaxing.
Had a good Easter,
Shopping for half price eggs, nice!
Some more tomorrow.
It’s not hard to do,
To each day, write a Haiku.
So, I’ll continue.
Challenges are good,
They make us think and react.
Some wrong, mostly good.
How will this year be,
There are changes, that’s for sure.
I’ll embrace it all.
It’s time to awake,
Enjoy the beautiful day,
And meet an old friend.
Mine is my guitar,
Trying to make those strings sing.
A chord cordial.