I’m fit and well now thank you. Mostly anyway, although other bits of me are beginning to wear out. Retired and living the dream. And I’m writing haiku …
So put the kettle on and make a brew – or pour your favourite tipple. Play some music and sit back and read my haiku. Aloud! It’s ok there’s no one listening. Well maybe the cat. And don’t forget the chocolate biscuits.
Oh and if you let me, I’ll read some of my own haiku for you. I’ll start if you like. Just press play …
Coming back from a late evening walk at the tail end of summer I paused by an old farm gate and gazed out over the rough grazing and willow scrub …
… and then they came – one for sorrow, two for joy … twenty, thirty, a hundred, two hundred – from all directions. I lost count …
dusk settling
over the marsh
magpie roostAnd still they came but by then it was too dark to see!
So when you’re ready let’s flip the page and read some haiku …
