Wow. You no sooner throw down a Haiku Challenge than the commentariat replies with verve and talent. Check this out, sheer awesomeness from Wild:
I eat the donutsGlazed and chocolate ones tooSometimes blueberryWelfare music playsTaxpayers buy them for meMeanwhile, I snarf moreHelp me Joe BidenMy welfare is running outFeed me more donuts
Whoa, well done Wild, that's a veritable ode. Then there's Red, going free-form and evocative. Here:
Fireflies in the mapleDeep dark woodsHot tea on the porch
Not to be outdone, Anon Mike_C offers us this gem:
Front windows rolled down.Why, when fifty-two degrees?Nigerian Uber
Not shabby, eh? And Paul gets down to it, in homage to Red's inimitable verse:
Chaos sown every dayAre you not entertainedHave a donut
What can I say. Sorry, Kerouac, we got you beat. But who am I to judge, this one's for LL and perhaps it'll resonate with you too:
A sharp bayonetDark prints in the forest snowMoonlight gleams on ice
Keep 'em coming.
Your Old Friend,
LSP
This one is from North Korea-
ReplyDeleteI think that I will never see,
A donut tasty as a tree.
Love them all.
ReplyDeleteBe safe and God bless.
"Are you not entertained?"
ReplyDeleteThat was surgical!
LL, I sense limerick/haiku fusion? Those pesky Norks.
ReplyDeleteWhat talent, Linda! I like them all too but Wild's verse stands out, imo.
ReplyDeleteMost definitely, Wild, good work from Paul.
ReplyDeleteBlind squirrel...unlike the others who clearly understand the guidelines...theirs evoked an immediate minds-eye visual. But back atcha for the thought-provoking prompt, I'm convinced you were one guy who aced college-level English, especially the classics.
ReplyDeleteThing is, I can't help think like an engineer...had no idea about a Haiku since the fifth grade (seriously), so just copied format and tossed it out there with obvious "Gladiator" on the brain overtones (donut=bread). Is that being a poseur? heh
Most excellent, Paul. Haikus... heh.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes, I was pretty "lit" and read a lot, still do. Never wrote any fiction worth speaking about though, maybe I should try and change that. Hmmmmm.
In Бахмут town,
ReplyDeleteМясорубка hums all day,
Sausages for all.
Mr. or Mrs. Anon, what excellent if sobering verse.
ReplyDeleteSeriously, what an awful tragedy. I won't go on.