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Tag Archives: haiku

Poem about everything

Things are as they are. Must one write a damn poem about everything?

Blood

Funny thing about blood: it smells exactly like old copper money.

Haikus are like

postcards – no matter how concise you may be, you tend to run out of

Silence

My Yr9 class did not do their homework. Now they are being punished.

Rain

Rain is – as they say in the army – ‘just wet. It ‘ll dry, you bastards!’

Snow…

Falling On Cedars really was a terribly boring novel, no?

The Barefoot haiku #1

Quit clanging that god- damn bell and let me drink my beer in peace, tourist.