clean, clean apartment
at least the bookshelf is clean
books lined up neatly
the Doppler effect
goose honks change pitch past window
high, lower, lower
dust on the keyboard
is it really true that it's
made up of my skin?
I have in my drawer
one-hundred and forty-three
real Hong Kong dollars
in case you wondered,
that much amounts to not quite
twenty of our own
can I help it if
on a prom-queen May evening
I cannot study?
can't write a haiku
about Mere Christiani-
ty, for I'll run out
looking at bookshelves
I guess I once loved pulp, dime-
store, sad, trite novels
I'm very thirsty
I guess that means this is the
penultimate one
dearest friends, near, far --
patient, indulgent of my
poetic whims -- thanks.
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Reading all you write
Makes me wonder if you will
Write my epitaph.
Dang, my dear Laura
but all you write is funny.
I have no such skills.
You will be home soon.
My own cleaning must begin.
Tears fall freely now.
Just wanted to give a shout out to you. "Hi!". Hope your day is blessed.
Clear, blue, high
The sky I reach
So close, yet distant.
Nice. Deep. **snapping finger**
8 school days 'till I'm done for the summer! It's a wonderful feeling.
It is so super
To me how erudite you
Are. I am not so.
Laura, you are the
Best daughter in the whole world.
Believe me. I know.
I am now in south-
ern California. There are
Zillions of cars here.
How come my family writes me haikus back but nobody else!?? Annaleigh, I know you can write haikus. Christa, interesting use of syllables. 3,4,5. Hm... I like it.
And where's Allison?
Jonna, I know you've written a haiku or two in your day. Come on now.
And Gilles. I'm crushed.
Life is a mess,
or at least right now it seems so,
but y'all help me out.
Laura, thanks for this
group, you don't know how it helps
me out, thank you all.
Well now I need to stop
procrastinating and go
do chemistry now.
it's not a strict rule
that haikus must be so stiff
three four five is fine
The important thing
is that you distill to pure
the essence, your thought
Words, words, numbers too
People to call, things to do
Sticky notes on my board
Blowing in the wind,
the tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
tall, tall, tall, grass.
While it is not a strict rule, it is a norm and a standard. Best to stick to it until one has mastered the form, and then begin experimentation.
I have some haikus coming out in Salt, Matt Kaufman's new literary journal. Not sure when it will be available.
I thought of this one last night before I went to bed:
Lip marks on paper
The mirror says I'm ready
Now will you love me?
Mmmm... I love the word "distill."
I like it better in my mind, though, than when I say it. Have you ever noticed that some words just feel good in your mouth?
haha.... like.. "chocolate cake"
anyways, I dont really know the pattern of haikus...
I guess I will try
I dont really know how to do
this thing that is wack
Ill shoot if I can
Ill probably miss it though
Is this right Laura?
My face hurts of burn
burn of the bright sun that is
my skin is peeling
peeling like oranges
or grapefruit and other fruits
this is the end, see.
Allison, you have a knack for these.
More Haikus!
Laura: i know you'll get this one...
so cool a weblog
i thought you would enjoy it
ding dong Dear Laura,
haha
also:
It's like we're looking
down on Wayne's basement, only...
That's not Wayne's basement
"Garth, that was a haiku!"
you should go check out My myspace... its rad.... yes.... i said rad.
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