Sunday, May 31, 2009


A couple of senryu today...

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he sneaks
some Viagra - she chooses
some bed socks
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missing
my cold knees
new jeans
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Friday, May 29, 2009

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drawing north
to the sugarcane - shadows
cut the freeway
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009



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almost home
maple trees ablaze
in the ash wet sky
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Simply Haiku, winter 2009, vol 7 no 4

Monday, May 25, 2009



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elevator music
a grunge song
gone to seed
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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Thanks to everyone that visits this site, and to those of you that take the time to comment. I still feel like the new kid in the sandbox, but I have noticed the writing community is very supportive. You all rock.

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dew soaked grass
my son's small footprints
grow smaller
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I might dedicate this one to Patrick Gillespie of PoemShape and Polona of Crows & Daisies, as they have followed this blog from the outset. Thank you very much.
xx Dalloway

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

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abandoned silos
turn to face the moon
the city breathes
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Friday, May 8, 2009


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cross-stitched
kookaburras - even
the tea towels
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Simply Haiku, winter 2009, vol 7 no 4



Wednesday, May 6, 2009



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squatter's doll
jammed in a tree
police check the letterbox
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Monday, May 4, 2009



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a parachute
twists... into the North Sea-
his sepia smile
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Saturday, May 2, 2009

The similes of Jack Dalloway, aged three and three quarters

Putting some thought into the matter, my three year old son announced, "I'm as fast as fire and daddy is as fast as lightning... and you, mum, are as slow as a glued bus."

Overlooking the questionable accuracy of his words, I admired the bright eyes of my blossoming little poet and offered him more juice.

trying my shoes...
he asks if there's anything
else I've got

Friday, May 1, 2009


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telegraph wires
Missing Much Loved
Family Pet
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