9 Haiku

my fishing float—journeys
around Fryers Roses pond—the carp
that went its away
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the autistic fellow
is smiling like the Cheshire cat
that got the cream—again
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the carpenter attends
he arrives without any wood
thick as two short planks
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crushed in autumns
closing window frame—the ladybirds
blood—sunset orange
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it’s 3 a.m. in the morning
milkman delivers—owl—hoots
mice in no-man’s-land
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the young electrician
sorts out the house alarm problem
with his sticky back tape
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a cat catapults’
in through steel milk parlour doors
out shrift goes the tan collie
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the bulldozer hummed
in the middle of an old church—
walled hands do pray
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busy mothers block the isle
talk about price of butter
course then the “F” word slips out