Busker plays bagpipes;
man lies on pavement nearby,
comatose with drink.
Lullaby, sweet lullaby.
Sink into oblivion.
Category: Poetry
Monday Morning #Haiku 14 — Shadow
~ Turn round, face sunlight ~
Frightened of her own shadow,
she takes some deep breaths.
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Monday Morning #Haiku 13 — Archway
Ancient stone archway
Graveyard full of blossom trees
Darkness into light
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Monday Morning #Haiku 12 — Lilac
Innocent, that kiss
beneath lilacs in springtime.
You sneezed: hay fever!
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Monday Morning #Haiku 11 — Seagulls
Tranquillity reigns;
seagull parents take time out
from constant squawking.
Sarah Potter Writes 