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Mar 2023 · 302
Finches - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Mar 2023
Trembling of finches
Melodious bough and bush
A Springtime hurrah

© Robert Porteus
Mar 2023 · 169
Winter storm - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Mar 2023
A ****** of crows
Cruel, howling wolf-wind blows
Winter storm looms large

© Robert Porteus
Last post for a while.  I will have a couple of sessions reading your work and commenting.
Mar 2023 · 163
Swans - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Mar 2023
Barely dappled lake
Winter bleeds into Springtime
Serene game of swans

© Robert Porteus
Mar 2023 · 144
The Bell - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Mar 2023
The doom bell summons
  A chorus of crow-black suits
Death’s sombre peel booms

© Robert Porteus
Mar 2023 · 142
Threadbare - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Mar 2023
A sad warp and weft
My rich tapestry of life!
Threadbare, moth-eaten

© Robert Porteus
Rob-bigfoot Mar 2023
Yes, roses are red
Trees are green – and my ego?
Bruised black and blue – sad!

PS – still sulking!

© Robert Porteus
Jan 2023 · 175
New Year's Resolution cheat
Rob-bigfoot Jan 2023
I need to lose weight
Take a trip to the bookies
Empty wallet helps

© Robert Porteus
Jan 2023 · 294
Dracula's new diet - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Jan 2023
Poor Count Dracula!
Doctor bans breakfast fry-ups
WHAT!! - no black pudding!!

© Robert Porteus
Not posted for some time. Will get back into a routine and commenting
Nov 2022 · 189
Haiku rules
Rob-bigfoot Nov 2022
Haiku rules, what joy!
Keep counting silly bubbles
Far too much bath foam!

© Robert Porteus
Silly!
Nov 2022 · 268
Poor Count Dracula - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Nov 2022
Poor Count Dracula
No tricks, just sugary treats
No fangs and bad breath

© Robert Porteus
Oct 2022 · 317
Oddball - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Oct 2022
Lonely warring me
With rose-tinted testicles
Ever the oddball

© Robert Porteus
Daft
Oct 2022 · 162
Such joy! - tanka
Rob-bigfoot Oct 2022
Such sweet memory
Sinless teenage embraces
Long grass and blue skies
Bubbling cauliflower-clouds
Joyous serendipity

© Robert Porteus
First bash at a tanka. Reworked an earlier haiku
Oct 2022 · 182
Shakespeare - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Oct 2022
Famed Scottish Play line
Lady Macbeth - ‘out ****** spot’
Poor wee Dalmatian!

© Robert Porteus
Funsome
Oct 2022 · 179
Film DNA - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Oct 2022
My film DNA
Gene Kelly and Gene Wilder
Must be in my genes!

© Robert Porteus
Daft!
Oct 2022 · 173
Melancholia - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Oct 2022
Melancholia
Warning – dark tunnel ahead!
Headtorch essential

© Robert Porteus
Oct 2022 · 155
Damascus - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Oct 2022
The Damascus Road
St Paul’s spiritual way
Now bloodily paved

© Robert Porteus
Aug 2022 · 257
Mona Lisa
Rob-bigfoot Aug 2022
Mona Lisa’s smile
Enigmatic and piercing
Blush – she fancies me!

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Aug 2022 · 210
Dartford Warbler
Rob-bigfoot Aug 2022
The Dartford Warbler
A showy, busy songbird
Sir **** Jagger – cool!

© Robert Porteus
Aug 2022 · 164
Breath
Rob-bigfoot Aug 2022
Breath like a blowtorch
Onions, garlic and chilli
A passion killer!

© Robert Porteus
Aug 2022 · 282
Marx Brothers
Rob-bigfoot Aug 2022
Oddball history
Two forgotten Marx Brothers
Zippo and Typo

© Robert Porteus
Aug 2022 · 202
Clouds
Rob-bigfoot Aug 2022
Cauliflower-clouds
Billowing chalk-white cauldron
Deep-azure canvas

© Robert Porteus
Aug 2022 · 256
Edward Lear - almost
Rob-bigfoot Aug 2022
Poor Owl and *****-cat,
Their beautiful pea-green boat unable to sail,
Delay after delay for this and that,
Petty Health and Safety rules did prevail!

© Robert Porteus
A bit of fun!
Jun 2022 · 356
Crossword clue
Rob-bigfoot Jun 2022
Cryptic crossword clue
Find film in 'springtime blossom'
Gone with the Wind - groan!

© Robert Porteus
May 2022 · 412
Poetry
Rob-bigfoot May 2022
Words - choices galore!
The right ones are like rare moths
Very elusive

© Robert Porteus
May 2022 · 191
Ukraine
Rob-bigfoot May 2022
Study in Scarlet
Beyond even Sherlock Holmes
Bloodied Ukraine soil

© Robert Porteus
May 2022 · 185
This n' That
Rob-bigfoot May 2022
What I lack is a porpoise in life, or do I mean dolphin?
My head is full of This n’ That, brain all a’clutta,
Joan the Mad married Philip the Handsome, imagine!
Michelangelo designed the Swiss Guard uniform, clever fella!

Yes, landlocked Bohemia once had a navy!
A very dubious Shakespearean titbit,
‘The little dog barks but the caravan passes by’
Chekov, I think, but Star Trek chappie or Russian poet?

Sadly, Virgil hero of the Classics, is now barely known,
All hail the other Virgil! the Colossus of Liverpool!
‘You’ll Never Walk Alone’
No not that version! Carousel you fool!

Ambergris used in perfumes, is present in a whale’s whatsit,
Also, in the **** glands of dogs, but let’s not go there!
Think before buying an expensive bottle, best kept a secret!
Must be the vet’s worst nightmare, I swear!

There was a noble Italian Poet named Count Mario Stanza,
Did you know Nicholas Breakspear is the only English born Pope?
Mario cheekily claimed descent from Catherine of Braganza!
Nicky took the name Adrian IV, very lucky to escape the rope!

Catherine was the wife of Charles 11 of England,
Now this is getting silly! time for a nap I think,
End of history lesson, sorry getting pompous for a split-second!
In need of a large brandy, which tout de suite I will greedily sink!

© Robert Porteus
Bits and pieces of, well, This n' That
May 2022 · 161
Universe
Rob-bigfoot May 2022
A true enigma
Snugly wrapped in mystery
Hail the Universe!

© Robert Porteus
May 2022 · 173
Sorrow
Rob-bigfoot May 2022
Far too much sorrow
Tears, flowers, hymns and prayer
Soldier on we must

© Robert Porteus
May 2022 · 158
Exile on Main Street
Rob-bigfoot May 2022
Exile on Main Street
Classic Rolling Stones album
Yes 50 years young!

© Robert Porteus

My favourite is still Aftermath. Ouch showing my age!
Hard to believe it is 50 years. Time flies.
May 2022 · 171
Sweet Memory
Rob-bigfoot May 2022
Such sweet memory
Sinless teenage embraces
Long grass and blue skies

© Robert Porteus
haiku
May 2022 · 146
Winter - haiku
Rob-bigfoot May 2022
Dark hungry winter
Prowling wolves eerily howl
Blood runs icy-cold

© Robert Porteus
Wrong time of year I know! Apologies I am behind in reading your poems and replying to comments. Must try harder Robert!
Apr 2022 · 547
Resurrection - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Apr 2022
A full Paschal moon
Promises Resurrection
Hope for all lost souls

© Robert Porteus
Almost seasonal!
Mar 2022 · 455
Shimmering!
Rob-bigfoot Mar 2022
Shimmering delight
The beauty of the night sky
Forever and free!

© Robert Porteus
Feb 2022 · 467
Aglow - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Feb 2022
Clad in silver-greys
Aglow in purest starlight
Elven radiance

© Robert Porteus
Feb 2022 · 189
Charlie & Charlie
Rob-bigfoot Feb 2022
Farewell Charlie Watts
Perfect manners and attire
Drumbeat still echoes

Bonnie Prince Charlie
Too ****** cold and wet said he
So sharpish legged it!

© Robert Porteus
First part boiled down from an earlier longer poem. Second part not historically accurate.
Feb 2022 · 228
Poets of the World! - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Feb 2022
Poets of the World!
Be creative, shed your chains
Unite and publish!

Apologies to brothers Karl and Groucho!

© Robert  Porteus
Another rewritten haiku. Made a right hash of the first attempt. Always willing to learn from mistakes
Rob-bigfoot Feb 2022
The Sword of Courage
Not always beaten from steel
Forged deep in our hearts

© Robert Porteus
This is a rewrite of an earlier haiku. I got muddled on the syllable count previously.
Feb 2022 · 209
Moonshine - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Feb 2022
Sip sip pure moonshine
Grandpa’s finest running low
Bottled nostalgia

© Robert Porteus
This popped into my head as I was bottling my homemade sloe gin. Very nice it is too!
Feb 2022 · 482
Ivory - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Feb 2022
Ivory traders
Many blood-soaked hands – such shame!
Evil soiled trinkets

© Robert Porteus
Starting to embrace the haiku format. Not always easy. The syllable count throws up surprises!
Jan 2022 · 575
Brown Bear - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Jan 2022
The brown bear that bites
Does so from hunger or fear
Rarely from malice

© Robert Porteus
Starting to get the haiku format. The syllable count does throw up some surprises though.  Will start commenting more instead of just ticking like.
Jan 2022 · 545
Hide and Seek - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Jan 2022
Darting silver-greys
Merriment deep in the dell
Elven hide and seek!

© Robert Porteus
Still early days with haiku. Not easy!
Dec 2021 · 283
Sunsets - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Dec 2021
Raisin-hued sunsets
Delicious, addictive and fleeting
Cherish the moment!

© Robert Porteus

Seasonal greetings one and all!
Another stab at a haiku. Hope I haven't broken too many rules!
Dec 2021 · 190
Moonbeam - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Dec 2021
Moonbeam-kissed eyes
Caress the shimmering night sky
Heaven-sent for eternity

Clad in silver-grey
Aglow in purest starlight
The hour of the Elves!

© Robert Porteus
I wrote these some time apart but they seem to fit together.
Dec 2021 · 223
Malice - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Dec 2021
The brown bear that bites
Does so from hunger or fear
Rarely from malice

© Robert Porteus
Dec 2021 · 359
Courage - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Dec 2021
The sword of courage
Not always beaten from steel
Forged in our heart

© Robert Porteus
Courage takes many forms
Dec 2021 · 245
Poets! - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Dec 2021
The Poet of the World
Has nothing to lose, but their chains
Poets of the World unite!

Thanks Groucho!

© Robert Porteus
Fun
Dec 2021 · 350
Stream - haiku
Rob-bigfoot Dec 2021
Our life is a stream
Sometimes roars, or so tranquil
Inevitably will dry up

© Robert Porteus
I am stuck in a rut with conventional rhyming. Baby steps into the world of haiku
Dec 2021 · 168
Poor Sir Isaac Newton!
Rob-bigfoot Dec 2021
After a hard days thinking Isaac fell asleep under an apple tree,
Woken with a jolt, with a sharp kick to the groin,
Oi! this is private land, and don’t threaten me with gravity!
Gravity? sounds interesting, sadly the weary road I must re-join.

Listen mate you kept on muttering it, gravity! gravity!
Not a clue, sorry no offence intended, my mind wobbles,
Best clear off sharpish! otherwise t’Squire will have it in for thee,
Off he went with a smirk and a wink, and lots of stolen apples!

Stopped to admire the Squire’s smart, nearly finished stable,
Enjoying a muncheon-break, he was felled by a flying brick,
Carried comatose into Smug Hall, was laid out on a billiard table,
Right on cue sat bolt upright, send for the cook and be quick!

After furtive mutterings, eureka! the apple pie was invented!
Later in a violent storm took shelter, under a handy apple tree,
Crushed by a falling bough, sadly death could not be prevented,
Body barely warm his last whispered words, gravity! gravity!

Poor Sir Isaac did sort of discover gravity, what a tragedy!
But claimed instead by Squire Smug of Smug Hall,
Not always wise to totally trust taught history!
It was on my land! Smug smugly proclaimed to one and all.

© Robert Porteus
I was going to write one on Einstein. But I could not spell relativityty
Nov 2021 · 366
Arise Sir Poet!
Rob-bigfoot Nov 2021
Rarely a winner, the sad lonely long-distance sinner,
A heart of broken rubble, repair not worth the trouble,
In conflict with life’s rabble, their ill-informed babble,
Lacking civilised patina, that saps my spiritual stamina.

I face a blank wall of ignorance, solace is a constant séance,
Lifeless I drift in hyperspace, a freefall from grace,
A bat-squeak whispers what a waste! wake up and chase!
Those youthful hopes and romance, you so readily denounce.

Soar away wordsmith! banish all doubts as myth,
Word by word and line by line, rise up and shine!
Love and valour will align, poetry will become your new divine,
Forge beauty as any talented goldsmith, oh sweet songsmith!

Some will mock and wonder, let courage be your rudder,
Through cruel shoals of torment, that masquerade as comment,
Rip away the tattered cloak of lament, hail poetry’s debutante!
Let soul and passion cast asunder, the years of sorrowed shudder.

Arise Sir Poet! your old world is there to conquer and outwit!

© Robert Porteus
Poetry can unlock so many feelings and passions that hitherto have been hidden away.
Rob-bigfoot Nov 2021
Sprinkle sprinkle little star, shower me with love’s fairy-dust,
I hitch a ride on a passing meteor, single to Paradise please!
I soon suspect something amiss, a cruel galactic tease?
Are you sure this is the right way? I ask in disgust.

‘Sorry mate this thing does not have steering’
‘Oh, and no brakes too! no time to discuss’
‘You would have been better on the number 9 bus’
Many thanks! let me off and I will start queuing.

‘Get off! you must be joking!’
I scream and shout in rising panic,
‘No unless you know a ****** good mechanic!’
‘In a few minutes SPLATT!! you will all be croaking!’

All? I thought there was only me?
‘Oh no! the usual throng, the idiots express!’
‘Always ends in an almighty unpleasant mess’
‘Love’s fairy-dust indeed! that silly fantasy!’

This is torture! stop this meteor! enough is enough,
‘Forgetting my manners, I’m Parachute Pat’
‘My thirteenth trip, unlucky for you, thick prat!’
Worse still love’s fairy-dust, was only dandruff!

SPLATT!!

© Robert Porteus
Started off as just Sprinkle Sprinkle Little Star and developed from that. Not a clue as to how it would end.
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