*of course no Haiku can be complete without a few fart jokes 😉
- spring breeze
through the night
gentle breathing - full moon
the distance
of a baby’s fist - scattered clouds
on the floor
soiled nappies - scarlet light
restless mother scratches
her breast - summer avalanche
from the changing table
nappies fall - a farting contest
between twins…
heated wind - heated wind–
no incense
just farts - breath of wind —
mother and child’s
fart contest - hints of wind
blown away
by baby’s farts - lashing winds —
from the crib
baby’s farts - autumn wind
the whine
of baby’s farts