five jade strawberries? /
that doesn’t make any sense /
are you high again?
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
she met her lover /
by the fish processing plant /
and fell out of love
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my plans unfold with
inexcusable slowness
she’s drifting away
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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
1000 Words
a photo reveals /
limitless indifference /
never suspected
To Be Or Not
temple bell sounds once /
a single monk in repose /
or a butterfly
Any Given Sunday
make me a sandwich! /
and bring me a beer! he cried /
the knife found him first
her bed was noisy
keeping me awake at night
listening from next door
we got the message /
we hung the blessed dj /
things are still the same
