Pontvert - Haiku Book

Monday 11/03/19

There is a new start,
Definite or uncertain,
Begin it today.

The sun in its sky,
Sitting bright in its blueness,
Promising so much.

It is green and old,
Says,”I’m a little teapot”.
“Stuck in a grey world”.

I have decided,
To challenge myself daily,
Make a difference.

Saw this angry bird,
It sang that I intruded,
We all like our space.

When I’m out walking,
I like to take photographs,
See the birds that sing.

One more birthday gone,
Another year older too.
That’s what they all say!

The wind blows outside,
But the sun is still shining,
Lighting the swaying grass.

To publish is much,
I’ll need to think about this,
It is worth doing?

Can Haikus be fun?
Can they be used in much stuff?
Maybe just a fad.

Saturday morning,
The sun bright and warm outside,
What a lovely day!

Glad for the weekend,
Happy for some time alone,
Collecting my thoughts.

A hot cup of tea,
Is waiting patiently here,
Ready for each gulp.

The day chose the rain,
Grey clouds, puddles and wet streets.
The black bird still sings!

Cancelled trains, what’s new!
It was the same thing last night,
The pigeons don’t mind.

The weekend ahead,
It feels good, TGIF!
‘Now’ time’s important!

The end of this week,
The sun is shining brightly.
Great weekend welcome.

The train enjoys it,
The journey becomes more fun.
Places passing by.

First telephone call,
Said,”Mr. Watson, come here,
I need you”, from Bell.
(1876)

Roald Amundsen,
Annouces discovery,
Of the cold South Pole.
(1912)

I used to have tea,
With Roalds daughters, so strange,
I didn’t know back then.

Labours Seb Dance’s right,
New vote on specific leave,
Yes or no, simple.

The sky is light blue,
It’s a good morning for sure,
It is expectant!

I think silence works,
At least today, say little.
It that possible?

It’s my closing shot,
So Man U beat them three one,
Penalties do count!

I am feeling rich,
Counting the pennies I have,
In my piggy bank.

TV is switched off,
So I think, then it’s back on,
Its got its own mind.