It was a long long way to go
How many of them got back to Tipperary? Did any of them?
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poetry
And they can’t say
The only ones who know if a death is a “good way to go” are the dead.
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Scattered to the four winds
Lined up for a school photo 60 years ago – where are they all now?
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Asking for a friend
Is a prolific writer of haiku a bad writer of haiku?
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That’s the way the wind blows
Watching anxiously for columns of smoke bending in this direction
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The fire next time
Smoke plumes smear the sky as bushfires destroy forests and lives around me
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Up with which I will not put
Never end haiku with a preposition – ungrammatical
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Two for the price of one
Anxiety is much like having a second cancer to deal with
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