Haiku

Haiku

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Chips with everything

Chips with Everything

Curry and Chips

Takeaway

Fish and Chips

When the Chips are down

I make light of life

Chips thrown on the wheel

How my luck changes

British values and traditions

The refugees delve into the

waters of the deep unknown

The red sun of the country

Equates to the rude urban land-scape

It is their freedom

I wonder if God likes Chips

Is there such a thing as evil Chips

I am a chip off the old block

I think I prefer Jacket potato

But then I like Chipolatas

To the left
My old teacher Mr Chips

Swan lake

A most beautiful photograph by the talented Amoy... Amoy peña:

The Burma Star

The Burma Star

Unevenly described

The bomb that dividend dropped

It means to those

The solace of the mind

The hubris of the heart

Killing for what is deceived

Still alive

Proud lads gents and women

The dynamite twelve

Are they free to forgive

I occasion say

Men who serve die as well

they can

Tell her home

What I am thinking

The rye and rice of the

preponderance train of thought

Evenly expressed

The Burma Star

That constant sunlight brings

Luke, Susan and Avril

Luke, Susan and Avril

I remember Luke being so huge

he could not fit into his trousers

And here I am on a diet

I remember Susan for her

fancy dress

And here I am modeling swimwear

I remember Avril for her ballet

dancing

And here I am in limbo

My friends of old form a

pattern

They are fondly remembered

Which is the best thing as I

make new friends