Pontvert - Haiku Book

Thursday 21/03/19

Well resting here now,
Waiting to get away home,
Mayby half seven.

That is enough time,
Too many drinks that is bad,
Pointless chatter too.

Distracted just now,
Work talk and jokes and nibbles,
All is going well.

I enjoy music,
It’s only a paper moon,
I believe in you.

It’s the MPs fault,
Says rubbish PM tonight,
There must be a change.

A third bill attempt,
Rubbish is rubbish, get it!
Take the bins out now.

You don’t speak for me!
It annoys me to hear this crap.
Who wants my next vote?

Sleep is chasing me,
If I stop it will catch me.
Dreams invade my thoughts.

The train is so hot,
Filling up with more people,
Soon it will dream off.

Django’s Minor Swing,
Runs so beautifully on.
Stefan sounds good too.

Up the Brexit Creek,
No plan without a paddle,
Maybe May Delays!

Cabinet’s dis-May,
For one thousand wasted days,
Shambolic dealings!

It’s Yes Sir, No Sir!
As May cowers before them,
Will EU agree?

It’s a cloudy day,
Bright though, the sun may break through.
Longer lighter days.

All the fields are wet,
Rain soaked through the night did this.
Wake to a fresh day.

The film Death Pool 2,
A great laugh for me so good,
I enjoyed this film.

Wow, train was on time!
Caught the earlier bus home,
Great to save some time.

Vanishing building,
Caught it with its middle gone.
Do you like this one?

Mr BB King,
Sings, “I’ll go out of my mind,
Or, into the night!”

Train is breezin’
Not sure it cares about time,
Just taking its time!

These three stone stoolies
Look good as I pass by them,
So I took a snap.

Feeling tired now,
Sunday has come to an end,
Monday waits, hungry!

Another Monday,
The fastest day of the week,
It comes so quickly.

Like an inbound wave,
Crashing into the shoreline,
Rushing up the beach.

Sex is everywhere,
Except when you’re reading this,
Xenith of bad taste.

“Keep it real!”, they said,
“Is this real?” I ask myself.
Squirrel signs his name.

Is it good enough?
It looks pretty paw to me!
Ant counter-signs it.