Sixteen hands he stands, Quiet, hoping his rider Goes on a diet.

Cows stare bewildered: Walkers pass, but never bend Down to eat the grass.

Furrowed brows where the Tractor ploughs brown fields, give the Farmer better yields.

Dawn, and radios In milking sheds cheer farmers Just got out of beds.

This coming week British Haiku will be: On The Farm Each day of the week a different haiku on that theme will be posted. All haiku previously posted, on many other weekly themes, have been stored on www.britishhaiku.com, where they can be found on the ‘Previous Haiku’ page. Best wishes to all.

Short cuts, close shaves, clips Round the ear, but do not fear, It’s haircuts at Dave’s.

Bless the accountant, That poor soul who earns, doing People’s tax returns.

Planks, pipes, bricks and slates Screws, nails, windows, doors and gates. “Oi! Cuppa tea mate?”

Legal eagles soar. Legal beagles pore. Seagulls? They’re above the law.

Gill drills and fills as Beneath her eyes their wide mouths Lie anaesthetized.

Doctor Foster went To Costa (got her boss to Cover the roster).

Phil the Pharmacist With charm assists with pills And payments at the tills.

This coming week on British Haiku: Careers Week Haiku on different jobs will be posted each day, here and on www.britishhaiku.com Last week’s haiku have been stored under ‘School’ on the ‘Previous Haiku’ page on www.britishhaiku.com, with all haiku posted on previous themes. Best wishes to all.

Schools, rules, woodwork tools, Girls, boys, smells, noise. Teachers, pub, Ready rub. Madness.

Links forged in the white Heat of youth, secure and strong Many decades on.

Ancient castles, their Kings and fools now replaced by Visitors from schools.

“So, this prank was ….. whose?” They fidget and shuffle and And stare at their shoes.

School rugby? Not me. Hughie Pugh is six foot two. I am five foot three.

For whom the bell tolls It’s lunch break; sausage rolls in School canteens, with beans.

Schoolyard snowmen show What teachers tell: carrot and Stick can both work well.

This coming week on British Haiku: School Haiku on that theme will be posted each day, here and on www.britishhaiku.com Last week’s haiku have been stored under ‘Driving’ on the ‘Previous Haiku’ page on www.britishhaiku.com, with all haiku posted on previous themes. Best wishes to all.

This coming week on British Haiku: School Haiku on that theme will be posted each day, here and on www.britishhaiku.com Last week’s haiku have been stored under ‘Driving’ on the ‘Previous Haiku’ page on www.britishhaiku.com, with all haiku posted on previous themes. Best wishes to all.

Dog tired, on he rides, Cat's eyes either side, what a Pig of a long drive.

His spirits are damp: His car’s been clamped, he’s fought the Parkie and got lamped.

Earphones signalling “Do not disturb”, they step out Trancelike from the kerb.

Motorway, hot day, Quick stop halfway. Use loos, food Scoff, refuel, drive off.

Dad’s car’s called “The Bus” For the sports team trips it does. Sing loud, he’s not fussed.

Blue brushes wallop Wet windows white. Inside the Car they all sit tight.

Lessons are learned with Three point turns, or three points earned. Road rage? Act your age.

This coming week on British Haiku: Driving Haiku on that theme will be posted each day, here and on www.britishhaiku.com Last week’s haiku have been stored under ‘Family’ on the ‘Previous Haiku’ page on www.britishhaiku.com, with all haiku posted on previous themes. Best wishes to all.

"Mike The Bike" to chums But "Michael Motorcycle" To his lovely Mum.

The braids in her hair Show love and care from sisters Who are always there.

In Mum’s car, back seat: Crisp packets, sticky sweets, socks, Crocs and half a beach.

Exhausted new mums Hold girl or boy as new dads Blink back tears of joy.

Bedtime stories read, Night time prayers said, tucked up Tight in bed. Goodnight.

Mum's done at work so Off she dashes, home in time For bathtime splashes.

Fun filled toddlers Squealing with delight, running To put birds to flight.

This coming week on British Haiku: Family Haiku on that theme will be posted each day, here and on www.britishhaiku.com Last week’s haiku have been stored under ‘Birds’ on the ‘Previous Haiku’ page on www.britishhaiku.com, with all haiku posted on previous themes. Best wishes to all.

Soaring on the breeze An albatross drifts across Roaring southern seas.

A cock crow wakes him, Tells him that: "You're far from your City flat". But where?

Fat pheasants flying Through the flak, as tweed jackets Go on the attack.

Raucously squawking, Squabbling crows, scattering, Screeching, off they go.

Sky high starling flock Unfurling, down whirling, up Curling, twisting block.

Peacocks blue and green In hue that preen with pride their Feathers many-eyed.

Top of the table Is Robin, where they heed his Need and feed him seed.

This coming week on British Haiku: Birds Haiku on that theme will be posted each day, here and on www.britishhaiku.com Last week’s haiku have been stored under ‘Hobbies’ on the ‘Previous Haiku’ page on www.britishhaiku.com, with all haiku posted on previous themes. Best wishes to all.

Bill and Ann go dance The tango. But Mary and Clive prefer the jive.

Her day’s first hurdle? Solving Wordle! (Six guesses Or less is success.)

For their jaunt to Nantes, Lynn and Finn go learning French On Duolingo.

Book club. Lots of wine. Your book? Absholutely fine But I chooshe nexsht time.