Poem for Escapril 2026. White letters on a honey coloured background. Cancel I’ve no idea why This time of all times The cargo I carry Is cancelled again. Who gets to choose? Who wins and who Gets to cut loose? I was never so self assured That I could dash on Across your playing field Expecting you to yield To me. And this time there’s no time I don’t have a bag on Me to carry your Cancelled time. Goodbye. Up

Almost. So near. And yet.
Anyway here’s another….
#escapril2026
#poetry
#cancelled

Completely absent
In the wake of absinthe, a
Duty free stupor.
#escapril2026 #absent #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@sirangus.bsky.social

Poem for escapril2026. White letters on a granular grey background. Absent Not quite so present My emotions, now that you’re Forever absent.

So bad so bad.
Well that’s made the prompt easier.
#escapril2026
#poetry
#absent
Apologies to all haiku masters.

Escapril 2026 Day 9 At the morgue

Yeah Damar, what kind of people give those orders? When the life of a person who died yesterday is worth precisely as much as that of a dino dead for millenia, and it’s not even a metaphor and if they’re still alive, they’re nothing but a hindrance standing between you and your god-given money you and your pleasure tell me how you like to grab them take them to this lovely place, far away, a mate of you told you about your pretty little island in the middle of the sea or was it the sky? the answer carried from the moment we were unfortunate enough to be born a prize or a bitten pretzel drying on a rope under your watchful eye your wandering, unfocused gaze your all-knowing blank behind your very vision your vision of rage greed whim lust · I’m like a smart person, you see, smart people don’t like me so what did you expect to happen when you walked into a room full of them Don’t listen to them they don’t know what they’re talking about don’t let their stifled laughter get under your skin the last thing we want is another tantrum shaking the world somehow even more apart than it already is just go to sleep please just rest forever (and don’t come back) there’s no more left to do here Congratulations, you did it! Trust us all when we say you have successfully achieved your goal and your mission is complete Please believe just this one thing as blindly as you have asked us to believe you so far that nobody could have done it better than you have Don’t you think that’s fair? If only those old six words would be enough today. Don’t you think he does though?

#escapril #escapril2026 #escapril2026day9

The liberties this
Life has taken, excess mess,
No love forsaken.
#escapril2026 #ThisLife #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@sirangus.bsky.social

Poem for Escapril 2026. White lettering on blue/green variable background. This Life I well recall the yelling balling ball of red. Both times, two times, a close one a near one. Joy and wonder, pride and fear now Your new life has begun. And me like an older river bending past tantrums, New love, new loss, your lives and my love. Now I watch from afar. My meandering home for me. I’m in no rush. Just sit back And watch this life.

Good grief.
Must be my worst Escapril yet for punctuality.
Binge watching a certain tv show this time.
So the culprit becomes the prompt.
#escapril2026
#poetry
#thislife

One snapped twig was all
It took, the element of
Surprise in tatters.
#escapril2026 #twig #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@sirangus.bsky.social

Poem for Escapril 2026. White lettering on a purple variable background. Twig Youngest branch, Slightest wood. Bearer of buds to be Seed bringer for the next generation. Slenderest part of mightiest tree. Holds promise, holds the burden Of what will be. Future passed to the weakest hands, Family layered in shifting sands. We roll the dice and hope for best, For what will be.

What’s this?
Another one on time?
#escapril2026
#poetry
#twig

Too shocking to see,
So I retreat, hide away
In seething defeat.
#escapril2026 #hide #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity
@sirangus.bsky.social

Poem for escapril 2026. White lettering on a blue watery background. Hide. Birding is fun. You get to hide in a hide. When I was a child I used to hide. Not for fun so much as fear. Not so much for laughter as for tears. Watching birds from a hide I feel warm inside. I like their busy staccato lives. Hiding in my wardrobe when I was four I watched the dark and waited. After a while I’d escape and Find my way back to the real hide.

Good grief! On time this time.
Prompt courtesy of a random word generator.
#escapril2026
#poetry
#hide

Poem for Escapril 2026. White lettering on a rich orangey red background. In the name of love No number or date signifies Our love song. A celebration, a dirge, a love song. Your skin so not mine, My skin so mine. This time we became one Or something close to that. I wasn’t there or nearby. I never suffered under that sky. This pain we call this pain Is all of our pain in all of our time. This hill we’ll die on, Our time to die on, once more. Nowhere we’ll be remembered Nowhere will we find the memory. Of what we did. Yet still we see Love.

And oopsies once again!
Too much socialising!
Meant for yesterday so an obvious prompt again. Yes, I am THAT old.
#escapril2026
#inthenameoflove
#poetry

Poem written for escapril2026. White lettering on dark background. Snores Listening in the soft brown of early morning I hear you snore. Like the light hearted lullaby song of a snore bird I snore, raging, a snore monster in flight. Bringing desecration to your gentle dreamscape. Villagers run in fear of my snore-fire. Seasons apple cart upset by my death snoring Dragon fire. No idea why my snore creature appalls you. Can’t be because he knows I love you. No. Can’t be that

Ooopsies!
Forgot to post yesterday.
(There may have been Negronis)
Any hoo here it is. Prompt is fairly obvious.
#escapril2026
#poetry
#snore

Poem for Escapril 2026. Prompt was “iron”. Written in white text on a rough brown background. Iron Mother mine Eye to eye Thirty days until you die. I did not want this. And you sang me the old songs From way long ago. So I laughed when I felt like crying. And as the end came And the hell fasted pain Became Too much. I sang the old songs and wept Until the salt pulled me to sleep.

#escapril2026
#poetry
#iron

Random word prompt. Unsure how it relates to the wording. In a number of ways I guess. Anyway….

Poem for Escapril 2026. Written in pale yellow on a varied reddish background. Fool Fool some folks some of the time. Turns out I can fool me all the time. Who’s the bigger fool? Listen to softened lies Bending into a useful tool. Somewhere down this way you’ll Find out what sort of fool You been. What kind of size of lies You can swallow without choking. I’m waiting.

Here we go again.
Escapril 2026!
And on this day what other prompt would do?

#escapril2026
#poetry
#fool