Crumbs on the table,
Where biscuits once were waiting,
To be dipped in tea.
The tea’s sweet and black,
And its warmth flows like comfort,
On a winters day.
Author: Pontvert
I am just having some fun and exploring my creative side and also disciplining myself to do something every day. I like a challenge, and if you have a haiku project for me please let me know, igl @haikubook.co.uk
Saturday 25/01/20
The cold wraps around,
Chilling bones and make them groan,
Just a few more steps.
The babies first steps,
Take time, precious time, so joyful,
Each one’s a moment.
Friday 24/01/20
Again the day starts,
Same again or will you change,
What you do or think.
You can’t change others,
But you can sure change yourself,
Do things differently.
Thurs 23/01/2020
Mobile lay lonely,
Forgotten and left behind,
Remembered all day.
The coughing caught me,
In many random fits and starts,
I must out run this.
Weds 22/01/209
A really tough week,
I’m feeling this,
It is hard,
Blue Monday is gone.
Maintain the routine,
Finish things,
Make plans,
Agree,
Be the best you can.
Have a black coffee,
Eating well and not too much,
Get some exercise.
Tues 21/01/20
Time just slips away,
I live the moment, in the now,
But they never stay.
A frosty morning,
I wrapped up warm,
Days dawning,
I am still yawning.
It a little fun,
It makes me think for a while,
Outside my old box.
Monday 20/01/20
A long day I think,
It hasn’t really started,
But that’s how it feels.
The morning’s still dark,
And my thoughts rumble onwards,
Light in the darkness.
There are challenges,
More obstacles than problems,
That need working through.
Sunday 19/01/20
Uber this and that,
Under these and those again,
What a day it’s been.
The evening was clear,
Not a single cloud in sight,
The sun set calmly.
Saturday 18/01/20
Will it go on now,
The challenge that started it,
And grow something great.
The weekend’s busy,
With fifteen of this and that,
And must wipe my feet.
Friday 17/01/20
That Friday feeling,
Not so busy,
Weekend soon,
And time to relax.
The book needs more work,
Updates and rearranging,
But I’m getting there.
The rain is falling,
Grabbing leaves and falling off,
In big wet droplets.