The first of these haiku was written at home in the early morning. The second could have been anywhere. I guess they should be called Hadedas and Catching Flies?
Hunched like nuns in the coral tree
They cackle at dawn
Basking like a seal on warm black rocks
Mouth open, mind free
It’s been one of the warmest, sunniest winter Julys that I can remember in the Eastern Cape. Which perhaps inspired these two haiku:
Hail stones on a hot zinc roof
The young lovers kiss
On the bay window of old mens’ smiles
A woodpecker taps
Maybe one day I’ll come up with Spring and Autumn to make the whole cycle?