Tag Archives: #VSP

‘The rain it raineth.’

‘The rain it raineth.’

From up above us

the drops fall upon our heads

and we reign supreme.

(Don’t Fear) The Rapper – a Haiku.

(Don’t Fear) The Rapper – a Haiku.

Don’t fear the rapper;

his rhythm and poetry

are par for the course.

A Healthy Haiku

A Healthy Haiku

A Haiku a day

keeps ev’rybody away;

forget the apples.

I am ‘no’ Haiku

I am ‘no’ Haiku

I am no Haiku;

I might look like one,

but I assure you, I’m not.

When Haiku Go Bad

When Haiku Go Bad

It is a surprise

to ev’ry single person

when a Haiku turns

from quiet and safe

to being a vicious thing –

like a mad tiger.

“Haiku are for life!”

“Haiku are for life “

When you choose Haiku,

be sure you can care for them;

they’re for the long haul.

When a Haiku Dies

When a Haiku Dies

When a Haiku dies

there is a time of mourning,

in the afternoon.

“Discarded Haiku!”

“Discarded Haiku!”

Discarded Haiku

litter the streets of my town;

I add this to them.

The Longer My Titles Are, And The Shorter My Poetry Is, The More You Seem To Like Them – An Iambic Masterpiece.

The Longer My Titles Are, And The Shorter My Poetry Is, The More You Seem To Like Them – An Iambic Masterpiece.

I am J-am.

Throwaway Haikus

Throwaway Haikus

“Throwaway Haikus

are hardly worth the paper

they are written on!”