Morning

I'm currently on the way to visit my grandfather. I was woken at about half past five this morning by my housemate being violently ill, so I decided to escape to London a few hours earlier than I had planned. Here are three Haiku charting the journey...

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Blue sky tousled grey
Where planes leave forgotten streams
Red across the sky

One breakfast tea please
Unaware of how asleep
Until speech comes slurred

Silent solitude
Stare as long as we can bear
At the rising sun