Pontvert - Haiku Book

Friday 26/05/29 Hannah

Storm Hannah’s coming,
Will it be windy, or wet?
Look out for some clouds.

Is AI a threat?
Will they soon take over us?
What’s the future like?

Questions no answers,
I am a problem solver,
But robot I’m not!

Another week gone,
The ground’s warm where the sun’s shone.
At last, weekend’s here.

Banana smells waft,
Through the, not so busy, train.
Faint coffee smells too.

Finding new music,
Exploring new and old stuff,
A lot is, just stuff!

London walking routes,
I’m enjoying walking them.
One walk at a time.

Saw this church today,
Burnt ’66, then ’40,
Rebuilt in Wren’s style.

New things to include,
Things that are key to London,
Things normally red.

Like letter boxes,
Telephone boxes also,
And some other stuff!

Proud lions guarding,
This place down Chancery Lane,
‘Wonder what it is?

Creatures in London,
So many stand and guard a place,
So iconic too.

The most dramatic,
Fierce looking Griffin I’ve found,
Looking in London.

There are all around,
First found in Egypt, now here,
For a long, long time.

Greeks called him Hermes,
Romans called him Mercury.
I think its artwork.

It’s hidden London,
Hid in plain sight, but unseen.
It is great to see.

Another warm day,
A crowded train to London.
Feel the little breeze.

The music’s playing,
Many songs in different ears,
Each one to their own.

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.