#1326 (#031)

all of the lost souls

literal figurative

are ghosts among us

#1325 (#030)

migraine brain melt time

running down the left hand side

as the remnants crust

#1324 (#029)

migraine spill cascades

a discomfort waterfall

from brain to my teeth

#1323 (#028)

struggling through the day

brain stuck in a bowl of gloop

wading to nowhere

#1322 (#027)

a world around the

fireplace, creatures dancing

in the flames i trace

#1321 (#026)

a world around the

fireplace, multitudes in 

the fire itself

#1320 (#025)

on lake house road but

there’s no lake and there's no house

whereabouts were they?

#1319 (#024)

scared on lake house road

the spiderman is having 

me for dinner now

#1318 (#023)

the cash only sign 

lies and only those in the 

know will pay by card

#1317 (#022)

why does a sweeping

second hand unnerve me so?

why do i need pause?

#1316 (#021)

in the swimming hall

Nelly sings from the speakers

and is one count right

#1315 (#020)

words on a menu:

enhances sobriety:

what i need right now.

#1314 (#019)

the water boils

slowly, closing round the egg,

just

like 

new 

day

dread

#1313 (#018)

so many options

with the frost before me that

i choose the options

#1312 (#017)

pretty, frozen home

painstakingly beautiful

hanging by a thread

#1311 (#016)

the frost sheet is laid

and we find ways to lift it

or stay well away

#1310 (#015)

in the reception

first dentist trip for too long

dreading what she'll say

#1309 (#014)

frozen to the bone

because of the snack i bought

for the walk back home

#1308 (#013)

in the swimming hall

the gentle and the frantic

smooth grace and big waves

#1307 (#012)

frost mist on the flats

the start of a horror film

or just beautiful?

#1306

the fox in the coop

brings the chilly autumn wind 

that cuts to the bone

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Written for the Tricycle November 2024 Haiku Challenge using the Autumn season word, autumn wind but not finished until now and so not entered.

#1305 (#011)

low table, three sides,

each relaxed on a sofa

books open, heads down

#1304

the dreams of the year

start to blow away as leaves

on the autumn wind

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Written for the Tricycle November 2024 Haiku Challenge using the Autumn season word, autumn wind.

#1303 (#010)

loss of tea bag tin

hit heavy on first day back

until i found it

#1302

blocked ears block you off

from the world around set you

apart set up shop

#1301

blocked ears make weird sounds

like you’re underwater or 

made of wooden blocks

#1300 (#009)

broken haiku pow

ers, calling on reserves to

make it through the days

#1299 (#008)

clouds seen from the air

are like strange new lands to us

ones we cannot tread

#1298 (#007)

sitting in the car

waiting but not doomscrolling

noticing the world

#1297 (#006)

the “biting” cold gnaws,

chews at the skin, seeking a

way to get within.

#1296 (#005)

plan for snow haiku

washed away by the rain that

took the last line too

#1295 (#004)

indian breakfast

unlimited buffet - yes!

oh.. yes! yes! yes! yes!

#1294 (#003)

four coffee elves, their

clothes aromatic, they sang

affectionately 

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From words on page 82 of Slaughterhouse-Five, or The Children's Crusade, A Duty-Dance With Death by Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. (Delacorte Press/Seymour Lawrence 1969).

#1293

nando's confusion

was it jumping from? over?

how do springboks row?

#1292 (#002)

weird roads with no homes 

just back and side entrances

only a way through

#1291 (#001)

freestyle this year

with new ideas for prompts 

for when i’m awake