These are haikus for my friend's art installation. He's interested in things that have been abandoned or 'disregarded' in society and the beauty that might be in those things. I found some cuckoo spit. The name sounds like it's been disregarded (by a cuckoo) although it's actually produced by an insect. My haiku for this:
Frothy globules of
fluid entombs parasite;
don't touch - cuckoo spit.
I saw a piece of grass tied to a post and thought of this:
Promise me something:
however this goes for us,
tie a knot for me.
There were some railway sleepers that had been cut up and used by the grounds staff:
Sleepers weeping tar;
baked, cracked and dried in shimmers,
now form a compost heap.
This is about a split bag of compost that had grass growing out of it:
A makeshift mattress;
loose, sagging, softened by rain:
a bed in a bag.