Friday, February 12, 2016

Haiku Friday: The British


My family is English on both sides, which may account for the wacky eccentric streak we bear.  Bad teeth, allergies, pale... yeah, that's me.

Still, the British have made some positive contributions to the world. Shakespeare, sure, and the sandwich (though it appears they aren't good at making them any more).

So, let's haiku about the British! Perhaps you have been to Britain, and have a good story, or just were fascinated by Princess Diana. 

Here, I will go first:

The room was so cold!
And then I found the coin box
That started the heat.

Now it is your turn! Just make the first line five syllables, then seven for the second and five for the third. 

Oh, and write in English. Unless you are the medievalist-- he is on his own.

15 comments:

  1. Me encanta Londres,
    Sólo hablan inglés y
    son super raros.

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  2. Unclaimed luggage at
    Heathrow? ‘We just blow it up,’
    said bobbies, laughing.

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  3. Anonymous11:27 AM

    We can work it out
    while my guitar gently weeps.
    I am the walrus.

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  4. London Times headline
    Was "Heavy Fog in Channel,
    Continent Cut Off"

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  5. Anonymous12:13 PM

    They do elections
    So much better than we do
    And move in next day.

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  6. Let me get this straight:
    Coin-operated heater?
    Phfft, bollocks to that.

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  7. Cobbled lanes, ancient,
    Thames, Tower Bridge, stop, listen
    History echoes

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  8. Southern London
    the Prime Meridian lies
    Greenwich Mean Time, zero

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  9. The bloody barber
    shop sits above a bakery.
    Meat pie anyone?

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  10. Note to self: Don't go to England with Christine. At least not for lunch.

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  11. Amy Garrou9:42 PM

    Worked with Brits five years,
    Learned words; most laughs I ever had,
    Then I met the French.

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  12. Ok Mark - I will try and redeem myself... perhaps I have watched a bit too much Downton Abbey

    At the manor house
    climbing roses and hedge rows
    green space, bridle paths

    The hound dogs sniff, fox...
    Riders mount, excitement builds...
    Let the hunt begin

    We will take a stroll
    Tea and scones at four o'clock
    Oh so, civilized

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  13. Renée10:46 AM

    Fleeing icy
    Fingers of rain,I enter
    Clarinda's Tea Room.

    The Bard of Scots regards
    Me from the wall,salivates
    At the sight of

    Cucumber sandwich
    Scone rife with Devonshire cream
    Strawberry jam.


    Clarinda"s grave
    Is on the way home,she whom
    Burns loved.I leave red rose.

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  14. Myth surrounds the stones
    Large, clumsy sentinels stand
    strong against all time

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  15. Who was Hadrian...
    and why does he have a wall
    rambling east to west

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