5 Haiku

My phone spies on me -
rings random strangers, just for fun,
sniggers in my ear.


There’s no business…

Life? No rehearsal -
improvise, work for the laugh -
smile as the curtain falls.


Book  shop

Shoulder to shoulder,
wait to be bought, browsed, read,
returned to the shop.



The cafe has closed down -
chairs stacked on tables, menu
offers dust and silence.


Black sky cracks like an egg
Drips fire, misty, hissing
quenched in the spindrift