Rev Su's Haiku of the Day
Poetic Disclaimer: What is a day in the life of a poem? It has no clocks, no hands, no ticking. The sun and moon shine forever in a poem. Let us not restrict ourselves to convention when we talk of days. Enjoy the moment of the poem when it happens.
| 2011-2-23 | ||
| Oh, my sweet heavens! They were so darn loud today Kids? No, animals! |
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| 2011-2-22 | ||
| Like a bold sunrise Bursting from the cold darkness Is my true love's smile |
Play cops and robbers With jet packs and hand grenades Now I have the lead! |
Yummy chicken stuff Food of gods and daycare kids Splendid casserole |
| One cat on my lap Another pawing at me Please love me, Mommy! |
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| 2011-2-21 | ||
| I think of haikus I forget to upload them Here is my attempt |
I will be waiting Number seventy-seven At the library |
Got a new laptop My husband keeps using it Oh well, we will share! |
| 2011-2-18 | ||
| Thrilling Hunger Games Katniss and Peeta falling Heroes in training |
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| 2011-2-14 | ||
| Valentine sweetheart Love of my life, my husband Fifteen together |
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| 2011-2-12 | ||
| No one wins these Angry words, taut bodies, frowns No one ever wins |
The Egyptians sing Free to make their own mistakes Tyrannized no more |
Will these still be kept For future generations My time capsule |
| My crabs are chirping Sounds like a wire with a short Rhythmic, insistent |
How I love tacos Crunchy on the outside, yet Warm on the inside |
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| 2011-2-11 | ||
| Tapping my fingers Counting out the syllables Writing my haiku |
Mubarek, you fool! The old guard must step down now Or there will be blood |
I like my new hat It is a Chik-fil-A cow Wearing a fire hat |
| 2011-2-7 | ||
| I am not depressed While it lasts I will do chores Not think of what's next |
I think it's funny When the cats pounce at nothing They still are happy |
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| 2011-2-6 | ||
| Dusty clay litter Dead, uncomfortable stuff Makes my poor cats sneeze |
Time for my taxes I will finish them post haste My Damacles' sword |
Why do I hear chimes? Cats are not allowed up there. Silky's a bad girl! |
| 2011-2-5 | ||
| Cats sit in the tub Snatching at random rain drops From my bath pillow |
The dishwasher lulls Its rhythms are like lake waves Washing up the hull |
Why are you still here You should have yet departed I wish you were gone |
| As with gods of old Power must be handed down Generations wait |
I wish to be here When the spacemen gods return Twenty Eighty-Six |
Mubarek, step down Your time as despot is done Let the people rule |
| I am so tired So why am I still playing? I can't help myself |
Those cheating bastards Armor lock is a fool's shield No skill is required |
Balanced on the edge Sleepy kitty's eyes are closed Feet tucked up under |
| 2011-2-4 | ||
| A job interview Twelve days away, I'm freaking Wait - I can do this |
O mother-in-law, Your driving is horrendous But we are grateful |
Naughty girl Silky Getting up on daddy's desk You will now get dunked |
| 2011-2-3 | ||
| Real influenza Lucky, I got the flu shot Poor Josh, not so much |