Phoning it in

Today the checklist
Says "haiku" - so I haiku,
Though it's a bit blah.

Show up at the page
And see what finds its way out.
It's all I can do.

Feeling a bit grot,
Procrastinating "real" work
Playing at living.

Isn't it always the way?

It's like the buses -
You hang around for days, then
Three turn up at once!

Retroku

A bit of quiet
To record the dawn chorus
Too much to ask for?

Out at four thirty.
In the space of five minutes:
Three cars, two planes.

Saved into my Drafts folder on 28th May.

Slab and grue

Sneezing hugely, I
Reprise Anne's April haiku:
The one about snot.  :(

Searching for photos
In the gmail drafts folder
I find two haiku!

Which just goes to show:
You never know what you'll find
When you declutter.

It's that month again

Daily haiku fail
Weekly is not much better
Think we've lost the plot.

Look on the bright side:
It could be worse; we could be
NaNoWriMo-ers.

Work still to do

Declutter daily
That's what the FlyLady said.
Well, I can but try...

As Yoda said, "Do,
Or do not; there is no 'try'."
So there is still mess...

(Though all is not lost:
Procrastination ensures
There is still haiku.  :-)

Philosophy

Cor, what a question!
"What is truth?"  Now you're asking.
Depends what you mean.

Which truth do you mean?
Objective or subjective?
Can we ever know?