Clock Flower Haikus

Four o’clock somewhere

High tea in a coconut

The sun never sets.

Time for the love, dear

Rouge petals on a tweed coat

He smiles a bit much. 

Starched collared and flushed

King James and a spot of rum

The vicar is dead. 

Comely and Creamy

White tea is too strong for her

Moss on the stained glass. 

A rose for a blush

Tip for a twelve o’clock girl

Till the dead garden. 

Published by Michael Sean Erickson

I write, act, and produce films in Los Angeles. Everything else is conjecture.

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