Haiku (9) Written In Balquiddher Glen

1.Sharing the melon So mouth-watering, so juicy, The small piece is yours 2.Methodist urine By being alcohol free Once prized by weavers 3.Milk bottle in snow The silver lid has risen A dairy Jesus 4.Mould creeps up the walls Forest reclaims the hut Green, begetting green 5.Dog pee circles a post The animal as anarchist Frowning the aphids 6.Cricket sings in the grass Stone is deaf to sound But leaf is trembling 7.Mud pie and hopscotch The stinging bite of the tawse A Scottish childhood 8.Backfiring exhaust An Irish tutor shaking Troubles’ legacy 9.A bandage for Death? That’s no way to mourn a friend Air your wounds and howl