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the haiku marathon (part 9)

16-09-08
leave me alone please
phone stalker extraordinaire
i don’t make pizzas

17-09-08
when the chips are down
hunt around in the pantry
for another bag

18-09-08
these books delivered
cheer me, rouse me, steel my nerves
ready for the fight

19-09-08
oh where have you gone
my lovely weary blue gal?
gone many a mile

20-09-08
when will you return
my lovely weary blue gal?
gone many a year

21-09-08
is it true what’s said
my lovely weary blue gal?
gone many a night

22-09-08
did you hear my song
my lovely weary blue gal?
gone many an hour

23-09-08
here ends this suite dear
my lovely weary blue girl
gone away from me

24-09-08
a street in full bloom
seven cars bright red and gold
gone on their own breeze

25-09-08
actioning cases
at a dull grey office desk
for seven long hours

26-09-08
spring blusters in hard
a sudden punch to the heart
i’m bullied, breathless

27-09-08
poor blindfolded fool
disorientated me
wants to go dancing

28-09-08
when did i fall, sir?
and did i graze my knee, sir?
where came all this blood?

29-09-08
saltwater dreaming
bobbing in a midnight sea
adrift under stars

30-09-08
don’t work me too hard
or you’ll void the warranty
when my spring goes poink

01-10-08
do drop in again
here’s your hat what’s your hurry
must you go get lost

02-10-08
messages in glass
put there by a dumb pigeon
dropped from its arse

03-10-08
the tea tastes milky
how long did you steep the bag?
all the same thanks chum

04-10-08
ordering glasses
online what was i thinking
i look like harold

05-10-08
those sugarcane dreams
back again with ten years gone
smell of blood and smoke

06-10-08
she’s in overdrive
her tommy-gun mouth lets rip
nervous hands form fists

07-10-08
the rev of engines
the drone that ebbs in their wake
the morning is torn

08-10-08
when you smile i die
when i die you smile sweetly
so much in common

09-10-08
songs of love broken
rhymes of heartbreak and sorrow
slow on the jukebox

10-10-08
whistle the tune boys
who’s going to carry him
down to the garden

11-10-08
bbq ribs please
smothered in sticky plum sauce
seared over hot coals

12-10-08
library meeting
seven heads nodding as one
no voice of dissent

13-10-08
a breath a rustle
give me something to die for
a breeze, puff or sigh

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Comments

  • flower68
    flower68over 6 years ago

    phone stalker extraordinaire
    lol!

  • thanks, flower. i laughed but wasn’t sure it worked.

    – bearhat

  • sandraellen
    sandraellenover 6 years ago

    i like this!! best—sandra

  • thankee

    – bearhat

  • flower68
    flower68over 6 years ago

    there’s a 2nd one now..haha..but they must be bbq samboys or lime and pepper deli style :-)

  • haven’t had samboys in god knows how many years. i do like lime and pepper, i must confess.

    – bearhat

  • flower68
    flower68about 6 years ago

    26-09-08
    spring blusters in hard
    a sudden punch to the heart
    i’m bullied, breathless

    That’s my fave,because Spring punches me in the heart,I love it!but I read i again and wonder are you talking about allergies because Spring bullies you and leaves you breathless?Anyway it’s still my fave.Love the way you gave a season a personality :-)

  • Thanks. I like Spring too. You can take this either as about allergies or about Spring’s persona and romance. works either way.

    – bearhat

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