bright - Haiku Book

Saturday 20/04/19

The sun’s unashamed,
Proud and bright in morning skies,
No clouds in my sight.

The days run faster,
Skipping through weeks, catching months,
All thrown back and gone.

Greasy Grey explains,
To Blame the Brexiteers,
For the Brexit mess.

The cold bright and cold,
Potentially a great day.
Let’s see what it brings!

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

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

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 rain in the pond,
Falls in many small circles,
Rhytmic splatter sounds.

Sun on the water,
Its bright glare, I close my eyes.
I feel the lights warmth.

The sky is so blue,
Just cloudless in its blueness,
The sun rides it hard.

Misty morning roads,
Making things to dissappear,
And lights shining bright.

It’s not very cold,
Wet, yes it’s wet, you feel it.
Good to get inside.

Another day dawns bright
Spilling mornings golden light.
Right across the land.

The sun is shining,
Bright in the afternoon sky,
Ready to set soon.

Golden rays extend
Across the western skyline,
In glory passes.