Saturday 15 December 2012

Twitter Haiku

Sometimes Tweeters tweet 
haiku by chance, like scattered
autumn maple leaves.

Here are a few. In
no particular order.
Hope that you like them.

I want to be a Sea Otter,
wrap myself in kelp
and snooze while being rocked
by the motion of the ocean.

I want to be dead
and buried in a skeleton
garden, underground.
kattunge ‏@CaTs_4_ChRiSt

Waiting / languishing /
a rose / is still a rose / a rose
a rose / still waiting / waiting / waiting ...

A lone bird starts singing.
Realises no one else is
and stops.
Suzanne ‏@glittrgirl

Today - wrasse, cup corals
and hermit crabs in
pelican foot shells.

Profoundly overcast depopulated streets. 
Pigeons lingering vacantly up a leaf-strewn alley,
old garage doors mute & dream-like.

Regen auf schneebedeckte Straßen.
Kein Auto fährt,
keine Gassigeher brüllen nach Hunden.
Ist das diese Romantik,
von der alle reden?

(Rain on snowy roofs. Quiet.
No cars.
Nobody calling to a dog.
Is that what you call romantic?)

The birds have vanished down the sky.

Now the last cloud drains away.

We sit together, the mountain and I,

until only the mountain remains.
Li Po

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