Welcome back to ‘Artist’s Corner’, the only bit of my blog where you can find the much-celebrated artwork of Little Proclaims, my two-year-old daughter. This is very much the final entry in the 2020 series, as all regular activities on my blog must cease next week in order for me to begin my usual festive…
Author: James
A Haiku On Why You Should Give Up On Your Dreams And Pursue A Sensible, If Ultimately Unfulfilling, Career Instead
Hope springs eternal But hope does not really help To pay the mortgage
A Haiku That Tries To Be Clever In Order To Distract You From The Fact That It Is Just Another Cynical Entry On A Blog That Seems To Currently Value Quantity Over Quality
Blog posts aren’t happy They don’t have any feelings But they are content
A Haiku That Both Recognises and Contributes To The Decline In Quality That Can Be The Result Of Relentlessly Trying To Maintain A Daily Blogging Schedule When You Don’t Really Have Sufficient Time To Maintain A Daily Blogging Schedule Without Compromising On Quality
I wrote this haiku To maintain a schedule but It has no value
A Haiku About Accepting Who You Really Are
Making bad choices Is so much more fulfilling If you embrace them
A Tanka That Addresses My Fears About A Lack Of Originality And Creativity
Sometimes I worry About repeating myself Also I worry About repeating myself But it’s probably not true
A Cinquain About Knowledge And Power
Knowledge Is not power Convincing others that You have knowledge when you don’t is Power
A Thousand Words From Little Proclaims
Welcome back to ‘Artist’s Corner’, the bit of my blog that is currently devoted to the art-work of my two-year-old daughter. Last week saw the finale of ‘The September Sessions’, a nine-week extravaganza celebrating the art she produced on a weekend when she was a bit ill and I couldn’t take her our for fear…
A Poem About The Perils Of An Early Start And A Clumsy Disposition
This morning Without warning I fell over while I was yawning It was quite a trip Perhaps more of a slip And I hurt my hip I hadn’t yet switched on my brain And now I’m in some pain Though I’m not one to complain But no bones are broken And now that I’ve awoken…
James Complains About Dominic Cummings But Not For The Same Reasons That Everyone Else Complains About Him
Occasionally on this blog I like to comment on the world of politics. Not often and usually with the kind of authority that you might associate with someone who exclusively reads tabloid newspapers. In real life I don’t read tabloid newspapers. I don’t read newspapers at all. I get all my information from the internet.…
A Haiku That May Be Attempting Philosophy Or Could Just Be Expressing Self-Doubt
Compared to nothing It is not always true that Something is better
A Haiku About The Evocative Power Of Reading Stuff You Wrote
It seems to me like I wrote this just yesterday That’s because I did
A Cinquain About The Futility Of A Work Ethic
Effort Overrated No point in trying hard No reason to get out of bed Give up
A Tanka About Superstition And Weekends
Some people worry About Friday the thirteenth But I will not let Triskaidekaphobia Ruin that Friday feeling
The September Sessions – 9 of 9
Welcome to a very special ‘Artist’s Corner’. The ninth and final instalment of the seminal ‘September Sessions’, a series of drawings produced by my two-year-old daughter one weekend in September when she was a little bit under the weather and consequently not able to venture out in these germophobic times, for fear of inducing panic.…
A Haiku That Is In Denial
Today I refuse To settle for a haiku So there won’t be one
A Haiku About My Failure To Meet Achievable Targets
Today I had a goal Write more than just a haiku I seem to have failed
A Haiku About Things You Can Depend On Even During Lockdown
A lockdown Monday Might be unlike most Mondays But it’s still Monday
A Haiku That Demonstrates The Sad Reality That Good Organisational Skills Are No Substitute For Actual Talent
Today is Sunday And I wrote this on Sunday But not this Sunday
A Haiku About How Reasons To Be Cheerful Aren’t Always As Advertised
It is Saturday But I can’t go anywhere And it’s November
A Cinquain About How I’m Entitled To Be Annoyed About Lockdown Even Though It Barely Affects Me
Fridays I stay at home But that is out of choice So I resent being told I can’t Go out
The September Sessions – 8 of 9
Today is the 5th of November, which ordinarily mean it’s Guy Fawkes Night. This is because somebody called Guy Fawkes was quite bad at regicide, but to be fair to him, he was part of a bigger group of people who were all bad at regicide and he wasn’t even the ringleader. But for some…
A Tanka About How Little Lockdown Will Actually Affect Me
It is, in England The final day of freedom And I’m stuck in work Tomorrow when lockdown startsI will still be stuck in work
A Lockdown Limerick
Now the world has again gone berserk It is no longer ok to lurk Within public places Or see friendly faces But it is still fine to go to work
Locking It Down As The UK Goes Viral Again
As I write this, it is Sunday morning, but due to my propensity to write my posts slightly in advance of the day I publish them, this will likely be on my blog on Monday. That’s just the kind of advance planning I do to ensure that a rather niche and little-read blog is able…
No Vembers Were Harmed In The Writing Of This Post
I don’t know what a vember is but it matters very little because we are officially in the one month of the year when they are scarce. At least I presume the lack of available vembers is the etymology behind the naming of the eleventh month of the year. Although I obviously know that it…
A Post That Is Sort Of About Halloween
Today is Halloween. I don’t much care about Halloween most years, so it seems unlikely that I will that bothered about it this year. But the world is quite a scary place at the moment. I don’t know if that makes Halloween more or less worthwhile. We’ve basically been experiencing the apocalypse since the end…
A Haiku About The Importance Of Consistency
I firmly believe That standards must be maintained Even low standards
The September Sessions – 7 of 9
We are, once again, at that time of the week when I post a picture produced by my daughter, with her washable felt tip pens, and make the bold claim that it is art. This particular bit of my blog has been going on for months but the last few weeks have been given over…
A Haiku About The Futility Of Effort
I wake up early In order to seize the day Most days still escape
A Cinquain About Food That Is Open To Interpretation
Diets Some are healthy But they seldom taste good Unhealthy food tastes much better Eat well
