drips of dried coffee
hid amongst knots in wood floor
harry”s still dancing

Harry – happy, if wobbly.
drips of dried coffee
hid amongst knots in wood floor
harry”s still dancing
Harry – happy, if wobbly.
joy seldom far away
plants of many varied hues
surround and delight
all old plants destroyed
crushed by a reign of small homes
rubbish gardens raised
caravan conga
each tails the other and sways
all over the road
Picture not possible in the circ’s.
good coffee and cake
content makes favoured cafe
a tasty memory
The rhubarb danish did not make it into the first photo.
blackwood fire station
mercifully not needed
this cool autumn day
I asked ChatGPT for a Haiku lampooning Rupert Murdoch with an alt_truth theme. Maybe it has good lawyers as well as opinions.
Fox in a suit, deceit
Alt-truth, his empire's feat
Minds he bends with might
do us a favour
exaggerate for readers
no votes in conscience
An untitled draft that I parked a while back that seems worth releasing, what with ChatGPT so much in the news.
passengers snooze
snail like traffic for breakfast
slow day; back to school
so much off piste stuff
stuck to senryū to sell
not getting the joke
bug filled mind clearing
dreaded lurgie calling it quits
finger types again!
santa, what a blast!
sleigh ride to a world of good
youthful heart beats age
white fringed clouds clearing
above green leafy shelter
waiting for blue skies
peter talks too much
in our quiet sanctuary
we think private thoughts
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