Haiku in the park My mind swirls for the right words A tailorbird sings.

How I love the way the black-shouldered kites wander into my haiku.

No need for paper I compose all my haikus On my Huawei phone.

Night hunting for frogs Needed for lab dissections Biology murders!

Haiku are short poems They look so easy to write Just five seven five.

Tua Pek Kong stands tall Facing the sea protecting People of Miri.

A ball in his hand Imaginary playmates Boy is having fun.

Father and son sit Surrounded by hungry gulls Watch out for your food.

Parakeet looks dazed Perched outside its lofty nest Not from fear of heights.

The sign says it all The starling is not bothered Perch for it to poo.