Haiku (The God particle)

The God particle

in the beginning

summer’s sun was created

higgs boson is God

This is my submission to this call for haikus – Call for Submissions

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Australia’s Immigration Minister (inspired by Dr Seuss’, Green Eggs and Ham)

Green Eggs and Ham (Immigration Minister, Peter Dutton)

Do you like
this Dutton man?
I do not like him,
No way ma’am.
I do not like
this Dutton man.

Would you like him
Here or there?
I would not like him
Here or there.
I would not like him
Anywhere.
I do not like
This Dutton man
I do not like him,
No way ma’am

Would you like him
In a house?
Would you like him
With a mouse?

I do not like him
In a house.
I do not like him
With a mouse.
I do not like him
Here or there.
I do not like him
Anywhere.
I do not like this Dutton man.
I do not like him, no way ma’am.

I would not, like him anywhere.
Not in a car! Or on the sea.
I do not like him on TV.
I do not like him as he speaks.
I do not like him and his lies.
I do not like him here or there.
I do not like him anywhere.
I do not like this Dutton man!
I do not like him, no way ma’am.
He could not, would not, on a boat.
He will not, will not, give out help.
He will not treat them in the rain.
He will not treat them in their pain.
Not in the dark! Not out at sea!
Not in a car! He’ll let them be!
I do not like him as my boss.
I do not like him, he is a toss.
I will not have him in my house.
I will not trust him with a mouse.
I will not trust him here or there.
I will not trust him anywhere!

I do not like
This Dutton
Man!
I do not like him,
No way ma’am

Senryu (Faith)

The Elephant Headed Lord, remover of obstacles 

Her faith on her sleeve

The Elephant Head Prince tends

A path well travelled

Nature’s Bordello

Inspecting the new home

Lewins Honey eaters dash passionately

Between Callistemon, Lilly-pilly and Brush-box.

Wings lightly touch, as branches are cleverly avoided.

Excitedly tumbling among the leave in rapturous capture –

An extended chorus signals success.

–

Rainbow Lorekeets argue amongst

The Dawson River blooms,

And then make peace, silently and gently,

Almost hidden in the shady corner

Of a Eucalyptus Grandis.

–

The Spangled Drongo tests his metallic voice,

High in the branches of the Grevillea Robusta.

Cleverly displaying his midnight black plumage

Against the golden flashes of silky flowers –

Until he woos the young lady and takes her quickly.

–

Tiny stingless bees, hungry for love,

Tease the pollen from ripe flowers.

Gently probing the soft folds

Of innocent blooms –

Then withdrawing to carrying away their prize.

–

A Common Koel screams from the treetop –

Desperately seeking a suitor.

While Noisey Miners hold deep discussions in frenzied groups,

Deciding who will be the new queen.

Raucous Kookaburras, in the late afternoon,

Under a breathless sunset –

Announce the close of business,

In Natures springtime bordello.

Note to self…

Don’t forget tonight

I wrote letters on my hand     To remind me of the time that     I need to be beside you     On the train into the city,     So that we can hear the music     Of a man they call Bo Didley –     But before I get to see you     I need to get my new shirt,     It’s still in with the cleaners     So I’ll pick it up and cruise home     And then I’ll come a get you.     I’m sure you’ll be real pretty ‘cos     That’s just the way you are –     But it’s getting hot and sweaty on     The bus ride to the cleaners     And I’m thinking of the time     That we went out for pizza     and now that’s all I want to do –     but my hand just tells me different     and keeps me on the path,    that I must follow from the start –     If I’m to have a chance at keeping,     Just a small piece of the deeply loving heart and my once in lifetime righteous gift that’s you.