Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
mummy kissed santa
who looks a lot like dads bro’
mummy drinks and cries
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
mummy kissed santa
who looks a lot like dads bro’
mummy drinks and cries
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Leftover turkey
gobbled down day after day
smells off. One more bite
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
A Christmas tipple
Okay perhaps just one more
asleep by seven
Good luck getting this image out of your head once you’ve read it.
Some interesting prompts over at Mindscapes Thought I would do something a little different on the Christmas themes.
mindescapes Christmas Challenge 2017
The gifts delivered to the homes
The reindeers put away
And Santa stumbles off to bed
But Mrs wants to play
“Now you look here” his wife insists
“I know you’ve been at work
But a woman has her needs you know”
And slowly starts to twerk
He cocks his head and strokes his chin
her bottom starts to shake
“Oh love I’m feeling tired”
No excuses will she take
She bumps and grinds her lips red bright
She wiggles and gyrates
Stockings, basque and ‘Screw me shoes’
Much longer she cant wait
His suit undone his belly proud
She nibbles, sucks and bites
Hes suddenly less tired
And his trousers feel quite tight
“Oh go on then” he smiles and slaps
Her playful on the arse
“One more bulging sack to empty
Then its off to bed at last”
Photo courtesy of pixabay
Recently found parchment provides reliable eye witness account of the big day it seems…
Some interesting prompts over at Mindscapes Thought I would do something a little different on the Christmas themes.
mindescapes Christmas Challenge 2017
Dear diary you see
you may just not believe
what has happened tonight when at work
couple knocked at the door
he performed, stomped and swore
demanded a room, what a jerk
But I felt really bad
for the sorry faced lad
cos his lass says that god did …you know
now shes bearing his kid
not from nothing he did
but hes sticking with her, brave lad so…
The night’s silent and cold
Seems a saviours foretold
Theres the lass on a donkey call M
Now shes proper knocked up
and at back of the pub
giving birth near a cow a hen
There’s some fellas with sheep
and some lads from the east
who look lost but they seem to have gifts
it has been a long night
and this stars rather bright
god I really do hate working shifts
Picture courtesy of pixabay
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Just a little more
and perhaps a splash of that
Tight belt unbuckled
You better watch out…
Some interesting prompts over at Mindscapes Thought I would do something a little different on the Christmas themes.
mindescapes Christmas Challenge 2017
As night falls, all through the town
When the children start to slumber
There comes a man his hood pulled down
His heart all black and thunder
it rages, coursing through his veins
and soul as dark as pitch
he searches for the homes and seeks
the curtains as they twitch
inside he creeps they scurry fast
he knows they’re wide awake
to take their souls, exchanged for gifts
be good for goodness sake
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Wife does the shopping
Wasting money on people
I don’t even like
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
The joy of family
in the bosom of the home
fights after two days
My favourite Christmas carol has always been ‘Little Donkey’
Some interesting prompts over at Mindscapes Thought I would do something a little different on the Christmas themes.
mindescapes Christmas Challenge 2017
I shared today’s post with my youngest Thomas and he came up with this. Tom is 9 and seems to rather enjoy trying his hand at poetry. Good work boy!
Donkey travelled through the night
On his back he carried heavenly light
The little heroes name was Kevin
And he carried the boy from heaven
Below is my effort. I think Tom did a better job. I’m going for a free form morbid nihilist first donkey perspective kind of vibe. I think I smashed it.
What? It’s a thing…Donkey’s can write poetry you know, they just don’t write it down because of the hooves.
Long dark roads
Dust and despair fill my every waking hour
Family and friends long forgotten
We eat through the miles
We pass through the night
They rest on my back as we follow the star
No food no water no hope
Onwards they drive me
Through the night towards day break
Silver and gold spill across the land
Day brings scorching heat
I wish I was dead
Ive never written free form before. I think it shows.
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Christmas day yule log
toilet brush to break it up
and a double flush
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Mummy kissed santa
underneath the mistletoe
dad asked for divorce
Theres someone in your house and he means to do you harm…
Some interesting prompts over at Mindscapes Thought I would do something a little different on the Christmas themes.
mindescapes Christmas Challenge 2017
Red clad he stalks outside your home
He sneaks in while you sleep
Your kids he watches in their beds
through frosted windows peeps
You lock your doors and fasten shut
Your windows for you dread
Into your home he will still come
And find you in your bed
He looks for reasons, punishment
Will follow have no doubt
If you raise you voice or dare to cry
And god forbid you pout
For down your chimney he will come
His clothes all stained with black
And lingers in your living room
There with his bulging sack
He spills his goods upon your floor
They’re all the things you need
All wrapped with bows and glittery
The symbols of your greed
And unto him you pledge yourself
And worship at his throne
To him you pledge eternal self
Until he calls you home
Then in his workshop you will slave
and he feeds upon your pain
and day and night you’ll toil until
December comes again
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Stockings filled with treats
gifts piled up under the tree
visa card groaning
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Wild Christmas jumper
No, not crazy or whacky
you look like a knob
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Nibbles and a drink?
Okay, perhaps just the one
3am still out!
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Sweet Christmas cocktails
mulled wine champagne and licqueurs
sick all down my shirt
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
End of a long year
Drunk office party fumbles
red faced Monday morn
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Turkey, roast potatoes
all ready at the same time
Christmas miracle!
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
expectant faces
excited fingers unwrap
oh…it’s a jumper
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Santa’s bulging sack
emptied right down your chimney
a gift explosion
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Christmas approaches
must practice my grateful face
“Just what I wanted”
Bringing you a little xmas cheer
Christmas in haiku form. There will be 31 of these I’m thinking, unless I get bored of them. Which I might.
Gorging on cheeses
meat flowing for days on end
rampant flatulence