The slow passage of time
… I had suggested, and I thought quite wittily, that she fetch me a sandwich and a nice cup of tea …
Crude, infantile and fun to write. Gotta be better than what’s going on in the world right?
Now I have heard it said that if a butterfly flaps its wings in my back garden it can cause a hurricane in the Philippines or Singapore or somewhere equally warm and exotic…
Picture if you will a small village in Africa, and in a small mud hut in this village lives a man.
Ronovan’s weekly haiku challenge – Hope and Stay
Badger appeared slowly from his set. Sniffing the fresh morning air he had a rather pleasant and leisurely scratch and considered the day ahead.
“Sorry sir” Henderson replied “but we drop out of FTL and go radio silent and now we’re locked in orbit at four times the usual distance instead of heading home. That’s not protocol.”
Actually, had Diane Abbott been cast as the Doctor I may actually have taken side with the crazies…
“No, I am not drinking that!” Gordon insisted, forcefully pushing Colin’s arm away and turning his head in disgust.
The challenge was to write a Tanka (effectively a haiku with two additional 7 lines tagged on) and include the words “Honey” and “Wine”.
Not had time to write today, so here’s a quick Donald limerick.