TWO POEMS FROM DOG WALK ROUTES (a.k.a. Two Little Poems Which Make Slightly More Sense)

TO THE WW1 MEMORIAL ONE SUNDAY AFTERNOON

Don't think I didn't salute you
out of ignorance,
protest or
foul temper.
I just didn't like the look of the kids
surrounding you,
coughing,
leering,
resting against your pedestal.


HAIKU FROM JACK HILL

Autumn leaf scrapes down
the white load of a lorry
parked illegally.