soon to be

at full tide

swimming

 life

at the half-life

of caffeine 

parallel haiku

  heard                        he said

what he said            that sounds interesting 

i said                           tell me more

 autumn cares

the cat and the pagoda

please don’t fall 

 monkey monkey 

are you happy or sad

on your bamboo swing

 cold stone staircase

to the mummy’s tomb

summer’s museum

 dashing out

the cat stops and looks behind

a long short time

 of course

he could have

but he didn’t

 the old dog asleep

opens one eye and then another

food for thought

 inner city

the trees are fixed in tarmac

safe as houses

autumn’s leaves

golden coins dropping into 

the purse of spring 

 the tides are

the tides  the tides  the tides 

are the tides 

 bagatelle thoughts 

the rattling of ball rhymes

makes a poem of sorts

timeline

that breaking news

is still breaking 

 the coffee machine

has just had an orgasm

strength eleven

 under a street lamp 

a tree loses its leaves

days until christmas 

if it is just point and shoot 

why can’t we all do it

although we all do it 

 is it too late now

realising who i was

i see who i am

 Dupuytren’s 

unable to wring my hands

at my misfortune 

crack

black sky
silver sea 

 waiting room

the fly that landed on my knee

gets seen first

 this universe thingy

internalising the concept

that there is no outside 

 october

the leaf is a mouse

the mouse is a leaf

 there is a haiku

it is sitting over there

i am over here 

why is it sitting over there

why am I sitting over here

 breakfast girl

pointing out the garden

with a spoon

 hay days are over

stirring in the amber runes 

autumn

a rain squall

loosing count of the leaves

falling falling 

 i came i asked

what is the temple’s fortune

it remained silent

 wind

through the cosmos 

why the rush