#1988 (#235)

minify myself

eroding like a river

slowly over time 

#1987 (#234)

when your mind goes all

quaquaversally and you

cannot find your way

#1986 (#233)

a bad rap for them

this papilionaceous

butterflies are nice

#1985 (#232)

emontionadmin

wrings my brain right out just like

paperasserie

#1984 (#231)

in a nookery

safe (metaphorically)

from all perceived harms

#1983 (#230)

hooting fills the night

a sound that brings fear and yet

it’s just hobhouchin

#1982 (#229)

lovely auld peat-reek 

a pillow to sink into

my whiskey of choice

#1981 (#228)

acersecomic

from long-haired youth and unshorn

those things were once me

#1980 (#227)

the state of my nails!

surely there's no good future…

onychomancy

#1979 (#226)

festina lente

slow right down my sweet siblings

there’s no need to rush

#1976, #1977 and #1978 (#225)

a word for nice bum

from a statue of Venus

callipygian

*

seeing the bums of

callipygian people

and wondering how

*

all shapes and sizes

are quite callipygian

beauty is in all

#1975 (#224)

a tautophony

of stutter repetition

whenever she’s there

#1974 (#223)

i can't think of one

for the word purpresture - so…

a hut in the woods?

#1973 (#222)

following fostals

to see me a rare beastie

if it will allow

#1972 (#221)

learning singlish in

each conversation i have

slowly phrase by phrase

#1971

the strawberry thief

down at the pick-your-own fields

on wings did escape

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Written for the June Tricycle Haiku Challenge using the Summer season word, strawberry.

#1970 (#220)

ah sweet, sweet cheetie

my cat companion always

through naps, rest and sleep

#1969

there is nothing like

summers picking strawberries

to put you off them

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Written for the June Tricycle Haiku Challenge using the Summer season word, strawberry.

#1968 (#219)

summer holidays

time to binge-read in the shade

let time fade away

#1967

the purest moment

a wave of strawberry juice

eyes closed to focus

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Written for the June Tricycle Haiku Challenge using the Summer season word, strawberry.

#1966 (#218)

always looking for 

an angle and the breakthrough

trequartista brain

#1965

strawberry flowers

morph slowly into a fruit

gone in a swallow

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Written for the June Tricycle Haiku Challenge using the Summer season word, strawberry.

#1964 (#217)

all the old plants

speak of how they arrived here

archaeophyte lore

#1963

my last house are you?

the horizon, river, hills…

seems to me good that

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From words on page 29 (ish) of Hilda and the Midnight Giant by Luke Pearson (Flying Eye Books, 2016/2011). 

#1962 (#216)

their bagus fried rice

flecked with tasty morsel jewel

egg, peas, shrimp, chicken

#1961

pretty troll isn't

scary probably kind of

cool i bet i’m sure

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From words on page 20 (ish) of Hilda and the Troll by Luke Pearson (Flying Eye Books, 2015/2010).

#1960 (#215)

bee balm brings the bees

bee balm calms the bees right down

bee balm miracles

#1959 (#214)

the crampy leg room

situation on that flight

was walked off onboard

#1958 (#213)

i poody often

and wonder if i am fit 

to be an adult