the writer a diver on a coral reef of words

harvest

thistles that have thussled

at last! a butterfly on the butterfly bush

Burger Box 😳

today’s swim

cat o the morning

Twilight harbour #Ilfracombe

sunny bee

the sun is on the fennel

Coffee with Lobelia

the engineer mending our boiler has gone very quiet

the engineer mending our boiler has gone very quiet

blather will not make those broad sunlit uplands but a marshland oyoguhito #haiku haikueye.blogspot.com

words will not stop the leaking from a dam of broken promises oyoguhito #haiku haikueye.blogspot.com

from nests of sunshine the blues tits go foraging in the fennel oyoguhito #haiku haikueye.blogspot.com

haiku eye

as eyes seize it

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let’s be blunt there is no point - eraser

no plans for tomorrow there is fog

watching the colourful reflection of the washing

sitting quietly waiting for the malfunction life support

haute cuisine plates of chlorophyll in the solar wind

at my age worrying that i have nothing to worry about

conflicting signals at the end of the line stop continues

questioned i ask the questioner ten thousand questions ten thousand answers are not enough

she cannot do it she doesn’t want to do it and now time is up

grandma's outhouse the refreshing view of old comics #DailyHaikuPrompt (refresh) #senryu #3lines #micropoetry

Morning ku they got divorced–– we didn’t see that coming #haiku #senyru

A woman ahead of me brushes things with her left hand as she passes them: a lamppost, a hedge, a fence. I do this too, but I’ve never noticed anyone else do it. I think it makes me feel grounded: literally here. I feel comforted to see her do it too, this stranger.

Autumn is at the door