My One Haiku?

I don’t do Haiku.
I find it too hard to do.
I’ll leave it to you.

Red Breast

Robin on the fence
Hops off to walk on the grass,
Finds worm, fills belly.

Summer’s End

A patio chair,
A pot of chrysanthemums
And freshly cut grass.

Mother

She’s an early bird
Who always catches a worm
To feed to her young.

Arousal

Flat as a pancake;
Fondle and stir into life.
Blueberry muffin.

Olympian

The Paralympics
Prove that the human spirit
Will always prevail.

Kitchen Cabinet

Reshuffle the pack
And now you’ve a brand new hand
The banker still wins.

Sunset

Obama’s finished
And in not so great Britain
The Government’s f****d!