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Haiku of the Week

Sand in sandwiches,

Windblasted rosy faces.

Dropped ice cream and wasps.

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haiku

Haiku of the Week

Tragic backstories,

Villains with British accents.

Superhero films.

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Haiku of the Week

Crisp crumbs, sticky stains.

Old beer mats and claggy pipes.

My village’s pub.

haiku

Haiku of the Week

Bad grammar, wrong words.

Well-thumbed pocket dictionary.

My first month abroad.

NB: For this to work, you have to pronounce “dictionary” how I do – with three syllables (“diction’ry”).

haiku

Haiku of the Week

Abandoned teacups,

Half-read books with broken spines.

My cluttered bedroom.

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Haiku of the Week

Lone man – endless reps.
Light glints on water coolers.
The gym at midnight.

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Haiku of the Week

Bleeding from both ends,

Staining both paper and fist,

Supermarket biros.

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Haiku of the Week

Warm flannel cuddle.

Coffee stains and cosiness.

Your own dressing gown.

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Haiku of the Week

Perfect Queen’s English.

High budget infographics.

The evening news. 

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Haiku of the Week

Coffee breath, bed head.

A thousand strangers snuggling.

My morning commute.