Here’s one that came to me watching on the London Underground. I always watch people and love the idea of writing a series of little haiku- like verses about all the things I see. I carry a notebook with me to jot down words. So far this is all I’ve done, but maybe it will grow.

The Well.

Beneath the overhanging armpits

On the London Underground

A woman reads her Koran.

Soaking up the prophet's words

A small oasis, brimful of sweet water.