A few more Haikus

A few little Haikus

I walked tonight here
And the Spring was far away
In the Summer heat

 

Who goes there, he said
And found the word was the man
Sarsfield! Erin's hero son

 

Snow falling softly
A carpet laid rare to see
In Summers long nights

 

Calm sea, nothing stirs
No-ones happy tonight
The boats will not sail.

 

Slinks away from all
He sets his own agenda
The cat: mans master!