Mist hangs in the air,
Hiding and disguising things,
To slowly reveal.
They saved Notre Dame,
Pompiers de Paris praised,
A hard brave battle.
Forced to write some more,
Connection is so stubborn,
Not uploading yet.
As complex as simple is.
I guess its about me and what I am thinking
Mist hangs in the air,
Hiding and disguising things,
To slowly reveal.
They saved Notre Dame,
Pompiers de Paris praised,
A hard brave battle.
Forced to write some more,
Connection is so stubborn,
Not uploading yet.
What a funny day,
From sun shine to skies of grey,
I say, “Come what may!”
I like rain or shine,
So whatever it is fine.
The day is still mine.
Poor old Notre Dame,
So sad to see, quel dommage,
Let’s it rise again.
I love this building,
I spent many days there once,
Et j’aime Notre Dame.
I need a good break,
A good holiday away,
It’s Easter this week.
The sun is low now,
Hanging on for this evening,
Still looking so good.

A rose’s still a rose!
No matter how grave it looks.
This a lovely red.
Seems that Bum Hole Bump,
Is deceiving the US,
With the worst fake news!
We hope it ends soon,
The world is getting weird,
Looks normal, it ain’t.
The weather is cold,
A turn around for the cooks,
Baking apple pies!
Found an old out put,
Got me interested now,
I’ll see where it goes.
Monday looms largely,
Obscuring today with fear,
I guess it is that.
I know it’s my thing,
It’s my daily discipline,
To write a Haiku.
There is nothing more,
Haiku, a book, and a blog.
Come along, enjoy!
The Brexit Party,
Facist party red and black,
Time people woke up!
No politian,
But, I will campaign this time,
This is now dire!
Time is so precious,
Learn to use it well each day,
Keep a good balance.

I can still run fast,
So I run a while, or more.
Walk if I need to.
Took some time off work,
Wandering around London,
Coffee tastes so good.
I have things to do,
So taking it easy now,
Getting these things done.
The day is so nice,
The clouds forming playful shapes.
Makes me start to guess.