I have been called out on the mat by She who Tap Dances to post some of my poetry out here in blog land. Well, I went digging through old journals with the best intentions of pulling out my 20 year old angst ridden- unrequited love filled poetry to subject you to. I read it all and Oh the Horrors it was AWFUL! Bad beyond bad. Bad like Debbie Gibson and Stevie Nicks got together and had a love child,and that child wrote poetry bad! I'm telling you people, it was stinkaroo.
So I wrote a couple of new ones. Little ones. Haiku(s)specifically. I figured I would start small, and maybe revisit those stinky poems later. While these bits of poetic sushi are far from being good , at least they don't sound like a bad country western song.
Here they are
#1
friend revisited
charming and recalcitrant
can never return
#2
Burger of my dreams
clings to my thighs looming large
awaken to fruit
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
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4 comments:
the first is breathless and vibrants and the second, well just made me laugh :)
pretty cute :-)
Poetic sushi...I love it! Haikus always make me think of Robin Williams:
"Red sand between my toes
summer vacation
in outer space-
That was a Martian Haiku!"
See? I can't write haikus- I get claustrophobic in such small confines.
At least you have material for Salon of Shame (http://salonofshame.com/)
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