Wot?
too many stray thoughts / yield a strong lack of focus / blue thermometer
Late Night Haiku
there is the cursor /
unmoving, blinking at me /
preventing haiku
each day long and grey /
now, an incurable drunk /
peers from the mirror
if I had a buck / for each time you said “thank you” / I’d have three dollars
haïku sur la vie par @baffled (via snarksheet)
he just sits and stares /
into the middle distance /
no longer human
five jade strawberries? /
that doesn’t make any sense /
are you high again?
@baffled
there’s a mosquito /
buzzing around my bedroom /
driving me insane
an ant crawled across /
my sunglasses yesterday /
freaking me right out
the real question is /
is whether rip-roaring drunk /
is two words or three
@baffled
she met her lover /
by the fish processing plant /
and fell out of love
@baffled (via snarksheet)
my plans unfold with
inexcusable slowness
she’s drifting away
Is It Sufi? … par @baffled (via snarksheet)
It’s a tough thing, Valentine’s Day, trying to come up with just the right turn of phrase for that special haiku… I tried. I really did. I struggled valiantly, but I couldn’t come up with anything romantic, so I thought I would share this one with you:
he found out too late / the vindaloo so fiery / the toilet broken
a wee bit addled /
I’ve written no poems today /
indigo waffle
Silent
the gargoyles looked on /
raising no alarm as the /
beast crept o’er the wall
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