Haiku 4 You

Cleaning Haiku
#1
Wipe down the toilet
Spray bottle clicking so quick.
Cleaning can feel gross.
#2
If I have to haul
one more bag to the dumpster
I will just collapse!

#3
I discovered me!!
plastic bags filled with poems
these words are my life.

#4
Tears frenchkiss my eyes
we have a makeout session
full, deep... without lips

#5
My sister walks in
catches me crying and thinks
poems cause the pain.

INSOMINIA HAIKU
Keyboard in motion
TEN O'CLOCK I'M STILL AWAKE
I WILL REGRET THIS


Why I don't write more haiku... haiku

I hate counting you!
Syllables are tricky things
I messed up haiku.

Comments

Ebony Stewart said…
LMAO! The reason you don't like to write haikus is hillarious!

Much love
October 8, 2008 at 3:44 PM
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