Weathered Beaches Hands buried in armpits, Wrapped up in a Fisherman's friend of A thick woolly sweater. A jumper on the beach, An eager...

England-by-the-Sea (Up North) (Written after an afternoon in Whitby, North Yorkshire, ey, twas a grand day) It was the best of British...

Banking in Winter They cried into the Darkness of an unlit room as Silence filled the chilly air. The radiators no longer Creaked and the...

Seaside Demise (Under The Greyest of Skies) No one's off to Great Yarmouth For seaside fish n chips, Or stopping over in Rhyll, Where the...

The Bees n Trees Tree days, and dappled shade A light that plays in happy shadows Across bee-filled meadows, The air heavy with...

The Tour of Random Places (Inland UK Haiku) Village at Peace Shrivenham where calm Fills the streets quaint safe carefree Don't tell the...