sunflower seed harvesting
stick beating in rhythm
the heads quickly yield

#haiku #poetry
#DailyHaikuPrompt - sunflower

spoonful and spoonful
of icy splendour
drizzled with strawberry syrup

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#DailyHaikuPrompt - shaved ice

Harry was not merely escaping he was
on his way somewhere.

Patti Smith
Ha! Ha! Houdini!

arugula's green leaves
perk up
a brie and prosciutto sandwich

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#DailyHaikuPrompt - green leaves

spring water
hauled to the cabin
prepped for the dipping cup

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#DailyHaikuPrompt - spring water

mosquito coil burns
its rings spiralling
protective incense

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#DailyHaikuPrompt - mosquito

nodding seed heads
mark puppy's pounce
in tall grass

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#DailyHaikuPrompt - tall grass

Bemused, don't know how Brian Glavey gets to cross-pollination ... happy he does

"striking image at the heart of the Coke poem: the ecstasy of two lovers cross-pollinating “like a tree breathing through its spectacles.”"

Having a Coke with You Is Even More Fun Than Ideology Critique (PMLA 2019)

iridescent cloud
buzzing over
roadkill

#haiku #poetry
#DailyHaikuPrompt - flies

Back in 2013, Bernardine Evaristo gave a reading in a south London bookshop from her novel Mr Loverman. Only six people showed up, a couple of them were dozing and she realised they were homeless people who had come to find somewhere comfortable to sleep.

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2025/jun/08/im-here-to-open-doors-bernardine-evaristo-on-success-controversy-and-why-she-plans-to-donate-her-100k-award