26th April 2013


wisdom comes with time, 

and mistakes and more mistakes, 

pity perfection

By David Gadsby

 


5th August 2012

 

London twenty twelve

Gold medal coach potato.

Olympic addict

By David Gadsby

4th March 2012


Just a poem was I,

Gorged on fatty syllables,

Until my diet

By David Gadsby



29th January 2012


Rain falls steadily

A rhythmic soliloquy

expressed in nature

By David Gadsby



22nd January 2012


try desperately to

write worthy verse in only

fourteen syllables

By David Gadsby



15th January 2012

On reeds cat floats scared

clasped feet and frozen still

ladder rescue comes

By David Gadsby



9th October 2011


A madman’s castle

impregnable Fortress

keeps sanity out 

By David Gadsby



9th October 2011


A madman’s castle

impregnable Fortress

keeps sanity out 

By David Gadsby



2nd October 2011


Dancing bear does tricks

On a waterfall his paws

Natures fishing rod

By David Gadsby



11th September 2011


Exchange of glances

Me, Lobster -Should I eat him?

No, Its frog today

By David Gadsby




24th April 2011


Frog, eels, cat, dog meals

Where does all the food come from

To feed one billion?

By David Gadsby



17th April 2011


Play offs beckon for just one

Trees and foxes fight

A stalemate suits none

By David Gadsby



10th April 2011


Fragrant harbour life

Reproduced in human acts

On a grandiose scale

By David Gadsby



17th October 2010


From wilderness and

foreign shores I return to

the joy of haiku

By David Gadsby



18th July 2010


Drip, drip drip drip drip

turn off that blasted tap, drip

drip, DIY hell

By David Gadsby



11th July 2010


splendid sun rises,

a peacock crows somewhere

announcing the day

By David Gadsby



4th July 2010


Early morning cat

meows at my window

four a.m. alarm

By David Gadsby



27th June 2010


I hold my true despair,

Jerusalem dead and gone 

The world has passed us

By David Gadsby



11th April 2010


Stormy skies and crows

Float over fields of ripe corn

Vincent captures it

By David Gadsby



4th April 2010


Spring rears on hind legs

Dancing with a renewed hope

Please winter be gone

By David Gadsby



17th January 2010


The Samurai waits

through Autumn preparing 'til 

perfection arises

By David Gadsby


8th November 2009


Crunch, Crunch, Crunch, Crunch, Crunch

This week, crunch, i've been mainly 

cycling on leaves, CRUNCH!

By David Gadsby



1st November 2009


Blue cheese and quorn pate,

Skipjack tuna, marmalade

God i'm hungry today

By David Gadsby



25th October 2009


Leaves fall like butterflies

amidst autumn, the wind blows

beckoning branches

By David Gadsby


11th October 2009


Missing rolling hills

Stone circles, corn, pyramids

Returning home soon

By David Gadsby


4th October 2009


to owe two haiku

is a stressfull thing for sure

lazy slapdash sloth

By David Gadsby



31st August 2009


A SAVAGE Defeat

Sad Old FOX Still Up To All

His Wily Old Tricks

By David Gadsby



24th August 2009


New Home, Too many Shoes

I counted forty seven

Glad we have more Room

By David Gadsby



17th August 2009


A full seasons hope

smouldering into ashes

the forest burns up

By David Gadsby


9th August 2009


Freckles of space dust

Commit us to vainly wake 

Early to see but clouds

By David Gadsby



2nd August 2009


Gripped by nature's urge

All consuming ceaseless search

For Public Toilets

By David Gadsby



26th July 2009


Dull, wet summer days

climbing mountains in cagools

what a joy to camp!

By David Gadsby



19th July 2009


Test the summer sounds 

Willow cracks hard on leather 

Smouldering ashes

By David Gadsby



28th June 2009


She calls at dusks end

Lunatic Mother of the night 

Full of new tidings

By David Gadsby



14th June 2009


Summer, shirts off

In the naked sun we burn

Like crimson firecrackers

By David Gadsby



31st May 2009


Invisible Ghosts

Sing Through Iron Branches

A Hum Of Humanity

By David Gadsby



24th May 2009


Empty Mountain Passes

An Insect Crawl On A Rock

..The True Works Of Art..

By David Gadsby



16th May 2009


Stars appear like dust

Through windows in night’s blanket

brief glimpses of time

By David Gadsby



10th May 2009


Autumn, New Season,

Fourteen Frightened Foxes Flee

From Forest Fire

By David Gadsby



3rd May 2009


Darkness stains eye’s window

Consciousness fades, sleep comes

My world ceases

By David Gadsby


26th April 2009


Four days of thinking

Not finding the right words to use

Haiku frustration.

By David Gadsby


19th April 2009


Fox Cubs Distracted

Inquisitive In Their Youth

Grave Danger, Headlights!

By David Gadsby


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