Wet Saturday Haiku

Set no alarm

to lie in Saturday

space for the mind

to wander.


She said her mind

was like a bag of weasels

I wish I’d

thought of that.


I had not seen that

the cat has

one rogue whisker

above her left eye.


The apple tree

is pixilated

by rain running

down the window pane.


Is this, then the present?

Rain is so ‘now’

you said to me,

well, it’s ‘here’.


Just because you

have seventeen


doesn’t mean

you’re a haiku.


6 Responses to “Wet Saturday Haiku”

  1. 1 chris August 9, 2008 at 10:51 am

    Thank God for a snigger on a soggy day! (thank you too, BTW)

  2. 2 alisonwriting August 9, 2008 at 11:39 am

    While I was writing those, the said rain was penetrating the roof in at least 3 places! Am now borrowing extra buckets for the attic. The slaters have been repairing a chimney head and have copped off to the shinty leaving slates disarranged through which…
    Moral of story?

  3. 3 Dorothy August 9, 2008 at 12:39 pm

    I love it!

  4. 4 abf August 9, 2008 at 7:39 pm

    Soggy city day
    unseen summer pigeons fly
    I hear their high “coo”

    Summer long ago
    Langa Farm near Campbeltown
    Milking time: Hi, coo.

    Trouble in Nepal
    Maoists in the government
    That’s a real high coup.

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