from Japan, that weird island
where they eat sushi
haiku start and end
with five syllables; seven
are in the middle
they are supposed to
make sense and show tranquility
in nature. mine don't
nonetheless, i write
this post in only haiku
to express myself
if you don't like it
i don't care. get over it.
kiss my fricking grits.
Cassee is prowling
staring at trampoline foam
she eats it sometimes
the child is outside
jumping on the trampoline
maybe he'll eat it
Mother is there too
on the porch, reading something
i am sitting here
my bones will decay
from a lack of exercise
eventually
it can't be too soon
i must finish my haiku
haikus? whatever
wikipedia
says haiku can be about
overt violence now
unfortunately,
it doesn't mention plurals
where is what i need?
i will write about
nature because nature is
an important theme
the birds are chirping
they are getting on my nerves
shut up, little birds
the grass is so green
i might have a heart attack
because it's so bright
writing about this
is hard from through the window
but i will go on
see my willpower?
i have strength and fortitude
i am determined
i used to love these
i always wrote them in class
it was 'cause they're short
i hated writing
but now i really love it
funny how that works
at least these things don't
rhyme. i can hardly rhyme at all
it is not my thing
the cat is under
father's foot. he stepped on her
she was not happy
the cat is funny
she makes weird noises, not meows
Mom says she burbles
i've written too many
haiku for my little brain
to handle right now
i need to finish
otherwise, my brain will melt
but i need one more
this will be so great
all who read it will be shocked
by how cool i am
blue potato cat
fishy ceiling haiku no
see Basho's frog leap
this was fricking hard
i really hate haikus now
they totally suck
see if i ever
do something literary
for you guys again
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