Anxiety, for Carrie
when painting roses
the flowers, easy to paint
the thorns, difficult
Calm, for Carrie
a vast mountain lake
a single pine needle floats
on a bed of calm
Thursday, 26 April 2012
Haikus-for-Youse
Spatula, For Jeff W.
first, slide in under
with a graceful flip, airborne
press to leave grill-marks
Tape, for Melissa
new pair of trousers
a polyethylene weave
sturdy duct-tape pants
Blue, for Zero
sometimes you wonder
I peed and the test turned blue
can men get pregnant?
Turnip, for Vance
I can't remember --
are turnips the white, gross ones
or the red, gross ones?
Snagglepuss, for Mum
a mild-mannered
Laff-A-Lympics judge by day,
by night, Pink Panther
Disestablishmentarian, for Jeff C.
we can't drown them out
with polysyllabic signs,
our pen's out of ink
Like it? As promised, I wrote haikus for people that were generous enough to donate the spare words they no longer need. If anybody is reading this, that means this blog is active, and you too can have a hand-crafted haiku. Just leave a single word in the comments, and a haiku will appear in a later post.
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