Here’s this week’s update on my 100 Days of Haiku challenge.
Monday 19 August
A small brown shell moth
rests on the bathroom ceiling.
Not good camouflage.
A small brown shell moth
rests on the bathroom ceiling.
Not good camouflage.
Tuesday 20 August
Once upon a time,
deep in historical mists,
the story was born.
Wednesday 21 August
So where am I now?
Three words will tell exactly
anywhere on Earth.
Thursday 22 August
Dreams that disturb sleep.
Dreams with many-layered plots.
Strange Byzantine dreams.
Friday 23 August
The optician
rechecks my visual fields.
Dots before the eyes.
Saturday 24 August
Berry fruits and plum,
nectarine, cherry brandy.
Summer fruit salad.
Sunday 25 August
Sweaty textile hell.
Be brave, go nude, why care so?
Comfort over style.
And here’s the tally of progress by week:
Week | Haiku Written |
1 | 16 |
2 | 28 |
3 | 33 |
4 | 26 |
5 | 26 |
6 | 27 |
7 | 28 |
8 | 24 |
Week | Haiku Written |
9 | |
10 | |
11 | |
12 | |
13 | |
14 | |
15 |
Next instalment, next Sunday.