Haiku on Open/ Best/ Delicate/ Empty

Open

Neath Kakadu falls

Bodies drenched, our minds open

Sun horizon low

Outside door open

Step unexpectedly low

Nice trip, nasty fall

Faithful low-rise jeans

Zipper now stuck on open

Sad fall into bin

Best

Few will know her name

Yet revered by family

The best of mothers

She came from nowhere

Grew up in real poverty

One of London's best

Sad loss of grande dame

Best not to talk about it

Yet she gave so much

Delicate

Haiku poetry

Delicate, evocative

Best exact, not short

A shortbread biscuit

Sweet, delicate butter taste

Best crunch in the mouth

She’s on the short side

Delicate features and limbs

Best person I’ve met

Empty

My mind now empty

Somewhere between on and off

Ready for the worst

Between empty jobs

Worst you could possibly feel

Ready for a change

Ready and willing

Diary empty today
Between three and four