fortune teller
my money
for his thoughts

****
fortune teller
my money
for his fortune
(suggested by Su Wai Hlaing)

conker season

children

with bags full of hope

after the argument

making up

on the train

bench with three seats

the middle one

always empty

Published (2018) Failed Haiku Volume 3, Issue 35, page 22

Living Haiku Anthology

corrugated church
dilapidated
still letting in the light


Reworked:

dilapidated
corrugated church
still letting in the light

hearing the translator’s voice

without seeing her

...I imagine

keynote speaker
with no end
in sight

Published (2018) Failed Haiku Volume 3, Issue 35, page 22

Living Haiku Anthology

Izmir waterfront

the sweet smell of shisha

and horse shit

final resting place
squashed between pages
a dead fly
****
a dead fly
squashed between pages...
but who closed to book?
****
scraping a dead fly*
from the old book
I read on

Published (2018)  ephemerae Volume1, C, page 50

LHA Ref:
ephemerae 1.C, December 2018

* at the suggestion of Shrikaanth Krishnamurthy the original first line was changed from:
'scraping the dead fly'*

Living Haiku Anthology

chestnut trees
in the damp grass
the smell of conkers

accepting the editor’s decision

my haiku

rejected

between Arabic

listing

designer stores

coffee breath
the girl to my right
speaks to the one on my left

Published (2018) Failed Haiku Volume 3, Issue 35, page 22

Living Haiku Anthology

family gathering

for one

who will not arrive

oil seed rape

defiling

the countryside

optician's bill
unable to read
the small print

Published cattails April 2019 page 39

Editor's choice:

What if the first line had been: grocer’s bill? The result would have been a very mundane poem not worth committing to memory. But put ‘optician’s bill’ instead and the irony hits you in the eye. Yet another senryu where juxtaposing two apparently unrelated images results in a whole which is funnier than the sum total of the parts.

Gautam Nadkarni

Living Senryu Anthology

Living Haiku Anthology

licking
the envelope
I seal my fate

(surely this one can't be original!)

knowing only
where she's been
a snail

fish & chips

pizza burger fried chicken

a sign of the times

antique shop
the smell
of opportunity

Published (2018) ephemerae Volume1, C, page 50

LHA Ref:
ephemerae 1.C, December 2018

Published (2019) All the way home: aging in haiku page 295

Living Senryu Anthology

Living Haiku Anthology

the crisp packet
opening
on a silent train
my thoughts turn
to murder

what if

the wildlife park

really was?

my new pen

writing

the same old rubbish

schoolboy football
everyone
chasing the ball

Published by Poetry Pea 18 February 2019

Living Haiku Anthology

my late mother
her bank account
still viable

****
my late mother
her debit card
still working

at the ATM
I withdraw...