Personal - Haiku Book

Saturday 23/03/19 Spring

Blossom on the trees,
That calls the springtime forth,
In eye catching style.

Soon, summer will come.
Here too soon and then it’s gone.
I’ll feel I’ve missed it.

Dinah Washington
Such great phrasing and vocals,
Return to it oft.

Madeleine Peyroux
Has these similar phrasing
I like her a lot.

There’s an abundance,
Of great music and singers,
I’m listening now.

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.

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.

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.

The days go so quick,
I wonder what happens next!
A day, week or year!

Music’s my passion,
Playing, Singing, Recording,
None of it too good.

I enjoy writing,
In my A6 notebook here,
And on this Blog Site.

A rest day for me,
Rest and do things I need to.
Get a lot finished.

NZ tragedy,
I grew up there in Auckland
This shouldn’t happen.

Paused with my music,
Recording and editing,
Just not happening.

Tick tock goes the clock,
Seconds fall as minutes run,
Around the hours face.

Joyful they tumble,
Feeling free as waiters cry.
Falling sands of time.

Rocking gently on,
The sixty seconds not run,
Just wait a minute!

Can be difficult,
Without a plan or focus,
Just as a blank page.

I enjoy writing,
Does not matter what I write,
But I must begin.

It is like a dam,
The written words release it,
Until there’s a flood.

A mornings journey,
Walk, bus, train and walk again,
It’s quite a journey.

I’m very tired,
I think about holidays,
And then keep working.