it is the plovers
magpies crows and silver eye
she says they're evil

time out for thinking
sleeping eating watching things
i love watching birds

write lots of haiku
but not all at one go please
take time out to think

I need to buy milk
And maybe some sauces too
Spar is expensive

Where has my head gone?
It was on my shoulders but
I can't see it now

Sorry had to stop
Broke off to watch the Simpson

About my center
twirling faster and faster
you quickly whiz by

Very soft carpet
Making me comfortable
Such luxury

Shadows turning gray
Night softens the lines of form
Hiding stark outlines

Vegetarian
Butcher is my profession
Is that strange or what

Twilight is fading
Night is here again too fast
Alone in my dream

This is obsession
Writing haiku

Hide some thoughts from view
few things are not talked about
Some remain private

Grass is growing fast
It will need some cutting soon
One more thing to do

Leaves stirred on breeze
Faintest rustle greets my ears
Rolling back the years

Am I getting better
Or is Haiku just simple
Naw that

If answer is known
Then why do you ask questions
Maybe you are bored

Do you sit alone
Questioning your existence
Why bother to know

Machines to serve us
Manufactured by man
How will it all end

Sun in the morning
Moon shining brightly at night
Why do we need light

poor little retread
tried to get across highway
carcass just left there

Once you see the sun
You will be forever blind
To Hell you will go

Harder than it looks
Writing good Haiku

slender crescent moon
smiles low in the afterglow
basking in earthshine

Murder for the Lord
Cry the blind, faithful minions
Satan grows stronger

remembering sex
digesting bean burrito
cold god waits outside

Formless soundless death
Silently creeping gases
Sums up first world war

Light leaks and time leaks
flat black box that I hide in
can't keep all you out

Gonna go meeting
crowding all the office mates
'neath our circus tent

Black dot in the sky
The crow flying high above
Up amongst the clouds

Jimmie Walker, The
Dyn-O-Mite Kid or Chinese
sleeper mole in wait?

great licks downunder
thanks lads especially Mick
yep satisfaction

leaving for Cuba
educational sojourn
Adios for now

Seamless rubber grip
Get off me trick, hooty hoo
I: flippity fly

The ball might float if
Primal monkeys would get off
It is still raining

Tired now must sleep
Can

Buds sprout brightest green
Flowers still hidden from us
Oh secret beauty

Buds sprout brightest green
Flowers still hidden from us
Oh secretive beauty

Sunshine glistens bright
Can spring be far from us now
How I long for warmth

A twist of sand shows
Such shallow depths can sink us
Devious sandbar

Inseminator
You worry me with no work
How

The view steals my breath
Such beauty is rare to me
I feel life returns

Checking out topless
beetles, tucking dollar bills
into bud vases.

Speeding Batped Man
Can not find his way to go
Try some ex lax, man!

Chili and hot cheese
Impact my colon and thru
Clenched teeth, "Enema!"

lonely sea gulls drift
upon bitter winter winds
above ebbing tides
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
dreaming yet again
of warm summer days on sand
snow is falling still

You know what I mean
When nature calls, just like Saint,
I have to just go.

Again I return
Saint calls, and just like nature,
I can not help it

geez! it's friggin' cold
yard looks like a hockey rink
black-ice everywhere

you are such a nerd
we heard your screams of terror
got hit in the face