The hunter's moon sets
As the cold light of morning
Washes the landscape
In a far off land
Generals posture and preen
Sabres are rattled
A sub-class extends
The basic paradigm of
Its super-classes
I fight the darkness
With bright lights and strong coffee
Before nodding off
An old friend is ill
I scan Twitter and Facebook
Waiting for more news
3 comments:
Lovely haiku. I hope you get good news of your friend.
Thank you Neil. :)
Super set, Neil. I do the same for news of Lu.
Loved the second.
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