the pigeon pauses
tracks
scream
by Phil of Wirral
the famous dancer
to his parents-to his friend
waltzing to his death
by liam
cold rain
falls hard
on loves tent
by Phil of Wirral
powder on your sill
a moth
starved
by Phil of Wirral
philip on the bridge
staring down-a broken man
elio beckons
by liam
ploughing the fields
alone with
the wind
by Phil of Wirral
factory forlorn
solitary-breaking dawn
worker weeps-city sleeps
by liam
daffodils blossom
in cracks beetween paving stone
bleeding at the root
by elio
slowly descending
autumn leaf-falling tear
the little girl lost
by liam
refrain from complaint
enjoy anothers ideas
happiness follows
by liam of thebridgesofmeols
content for the eyes
that stare into the corner
television blooms
by liam of bridges
moves across the sea
the gull and the porpoise
a sailboat bobs
by liam of bridges
old pond
frog jumps
-splash
by x
large heaps of free verse
but don't call it bad haiku
because it isn't
by ash
a poacher shoots
the butterfly
in an elephants bely
by elio
a butterfly
in an elephant's
belly - African rain
by elio
brotherhood-
knowing the value
of a spare cigarette
by elio
annoying me-
pieces of glass
on a sandy beach
by elio
life
a broken arrow
falling of the bow
by elio
the ball on the track
won't stop
the train
by Phil of Wirral
the dirty tenement
guilty under
the moon
by Phil of Wirral
balls and prams
fill wasteland
dams
by Phil of Wirral
those hands of experience
keep on
turnin'
by Phil of Wirral
they say
you can't learn
without pain
by Phil of Wirral
the telephone
pleads in
the empty house
by Phil of Wirral
the african elephant
flaps his ears
wind in liverpool
by Phil of Wirral
as the night moves
the trees brush
strokes in the sky
by Phil of Wirral
big blue waves
on parasol days
will come soon
by Phil of Wirral
a homeless man awakes
- his shadow left behind,
vanishes in the rain
by elio
is right lad
dere fuckin boss
dey are'
by elio
the footballers heart
beats beneath
the crest
by Phil of Wirral
a helicopter of sin
hovers high above
my head
by Phil of Wirral
a still boat
sits on
tokyo bay
by Phil of Wirral
the River Mersey
glistens
in between
by Phil of Wirral
she reads my words
so they exist,
black ink spots sink through the mist
by Phil of Wirral
northern haikus
fill the sheep's
fractured eyes
by Phil of Wirral
the lonely milk bottle
waits on a
drenched doorstep
by Phil of Wirral
jacks rusty typewriter
sits heavy on my desk
by elio
arms folded
to the moon
among the cows
by elio
an old mans eyes
cannon balls
in the fields of time
by elio
a patch of human
sorrow - dry against the damp
swallowed by the rain
by elio
sleepless night
shadow cast
on wet paving stone
by elio
on damp city streets
rain fills the gray patches
where the home less sleep
by elio
a home less man awakes
leaving his shadow behind
- vanish in the rain
by elio
on damp city streets
rain fills inverted puddles
where the home less slept
by elio
rain drops fall across
the dry contours of a man
till he disappears
by elio
lay across the street
the dry shadow of a ghost
slowly fills with rain
by elio
don't fuck with my brain
unhand my ageing neurones
just say no to drugs
by ash
a plastic bag
caught on copper railings
- waiting to escape
by elio of wirral wool
janis, have you thought
of creating a nonsense
forum for writing stuff?
by black sheep
