Haiku on Junk/ Knock/ Laugh

Junk

The old junk wallowed

Red, green and gold paint peeling

The tide had not turned

The old junk yard dog

Wandering through detritus

Chasing off the rats

Threw out some old shirts

One had a junk monogram

Saw it yesterday

Knock

A knock at the door

I've come to read your meter

So glad you are here

It was a small knock

Not much more than a caress

Her vase went flying

The termite catcher

Knock, knock, knock on skirting boards

Boring in my brain

Laugh

I asked the question

Her braying laugh made me cringe

Question retracted

At the billabong

Moonless nights you hear him laugh

That jolly swagman

This is me laughing

A little half heartedly

Could not get the joke


Nine laughs Ha, Hee, Ho
Giggle, Chuckle, Snorting, Roar
Titter, Splutter, Burst