#1604 (#273)

clarence park chill time

rushing around the playground

running after kids

#1603

staring together,

you try rinsing clean the sink

and got strange wrinkles

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From words on page 118 of House of Many Ways by Diana Wynne Jones (HarperCollins, 2023/1990).

#1602 (#272)

an absorbing match

sucked into the court i live

as a tennis worm

#1601 (#271)

caught between the worlds,

those child and adult, wearing

gold burger king crowns

#1600 (#270)

surprised! the rain in

the painting together with

the rain on the roof

#1599 (#269)

“what were you writing? 

sat there on the floor like that?”

#1598 (#268)

calm, serene landscapes,

simplicity of colours

and lines calm minds

#1597 (#267)

this nonsense always

comforts and keeps me going

blanket for the soul

#1596 (#266)

this nonsense always

as long as it meets a rule 

it will see the world

#1595 (#265)

this nonsense always

why would i deviate from

a path of pure joy

#1594 (#264)

rabbit in headlights

[flashback to the barn owl night]

thank god, no repeat.

#1593 (#263)

the number nine sign -

underlined, all i can see

is the number two

#1592 (#262)

our rockpool wonder -

we’re like two giant children

in a whole new world

#1591 (#261)

the sea air rainbow

leading to questions about 

undersea treasure

#1590 (#260)

industrial trail

signs of a life now long gone

hidden through the woods

#1589 (#259) (either side of land’s end)

there it is sunny!

there there are huge clouds looming!!

there blue sea! there green!

#1588 (#258)

mountain shadow cloud

rears up like a predator

‘til it’s blown away

#1587 (#257)

unspoken toilet-

without-a-lock-etiquette

everyone just knows

#1586 (#256)

tempting golden sands

versus wind that blows through you 

we drove away :(

#1585 (#255)

land's end tourist trap

i sneer now but enjoyed it

so much at the time

#1584 (#254)

the sun and shadow

fighting over the strange hill

changing its colour

#1583 (#253)

north downs pirate ship

got lost, turned into a copse

from school i’d marvel

#1582

long lines dangling down

the harbour wall hold the hopes

of children crabbing

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Written for the July Tricycle Haiku Challenge using Summer season word, crab.

#1581 (#252) (fulwell cross library)

a beautiful place,

this dome filled with wondrous light

that keeps me well fed

#1580

paradise for us,

another trudge for the crab

in its hermit life.

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Written for the July Tricycle Haiku Challenge using the Summer season word, crab.

#1579 (#251)

the tiny spider 

caught between teaspout and cup

which way to escape?

#1578

agitated one,

grumpily difficult, young…

scared anyhow.

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From words on page 91 of A Wind in the Door by Madeline L'Engle (Square Fish, 2007/1973).

#1577 (#250)

to fight the migraine

i should just give in and sleep 

just don't have the time

#1576 (#249)

to fight the migraine

i should just give in and sleep 

let it pass on by

#1575 (#248)

to fight the migraine

i will keep on writing these

to stave off the pain

#1574 (#247)

to fight the migraine

my mind must be kept consumed:

always be driving

#1573 (#246)

gerry’s garden subs

away from all the hubbub

in a quiet spot

#1572 (#245)

green against concrete 

a garden in a city 

conservatory bliss

#1571 (#244)

living in shadow 

keeping so much a secret

just unconfidence