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September Travel

I’ve packed my suitcase ready to go to Norway in
September, extra jumpers, wooly socks and two
bottles of whisky; well, I’m only staying there for
four days, but there might be a war breaking out.

Booze is very expensive in Norway so I can’t go
into bars, but sit in a tiny hotel room drink good
whisky from a glass in the bathroom, the one used
to brush ones teeth in the morning.

I will be walking around in streets where no one
knows me, there will be rain and I have no umbrella,
and I will end up in one of those expensive bars,
just standing there drinking and talking to no one.

I have unpacked my suitcase, and opened one of
the bottles and sit in my favourite chair drinking
a drop, I will not be going back to Norway this year,
the dog is old and can’t be left alone in a kennel,

Haiku

Snows only purpose?
To make my garden look good
Four months a year

Haiku

Shadows and light
In an unseemly embrace
Foolish April Dance

Haiku

In the middy heat
Mules seeks shady carob trees
Man seeks the beach.

Haiku

Morning sadness
Rain trickles down the window
Grey October sky.