Summer haiku

Finally we are having some glorious, hot sunny weather, without a cloud in the sky, an unheard-of heatwave, and brown lawns! We in England all welcome the fine weather and hope it stays till we fly to the States!

A few days ago, Dad and I were sitting at our table under the umbrella in the back garden, writing and reading. Dad was reading the London Review of Books and I was writing a fairytale called ‘The Blue Rose’. We had our notebook out, mainly used for shopping lists, and Dad decided to capture the summer glory with a haiku. Here is our haiku exchange for July 2013; maybe we’ll do more. Dad writes first, then I do, back and forth.


White philadelphus
Apricot rose, pink foxglove
Mum in mint-green pants


Towering foxgloves
Swaying in the sultry breeze
Birdsong in the air


A hush in the breeze
Pigeon sits, unflappable
Nightgown on the line


Canterbury Bells
Like spectacular trumpets
Peachy roses sway


Alium flower
Buckyball world out of joint
Geodesic doom


Shade kisses sunlight
Daddy’s watch ticks time away
Ticks summer away


A starling’s scolding
A lawn-mower is grumbling
A girl is writing


Bees drinking pollen
Dad reading the newspaper
The sun is setting



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