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Poetry?!

“Poetry?!

“What’s the point?” you ask,

rhetorically.

I move on;

and, when I’ve gone

far enough

away from you,

I recite a quick Haiku

or two;

maybe a villanelle –

who can tell? –

and I shall then end

with a considerable flourish,

on a rhyming couplet

your soul to nourish.

Micro Haiku (1, 3, 1)

Now,

and, sometimes,

then.

Mini Haiku nos. 2 & 3 (3, 5, 3)

Much shorter

and sooner over

than Haiku.

.

I call them

the Mini Haiku,

just because.

Care – Acrostic

Care

About

Rare

Earth.

The shorter the poem…

The shorter the poem,

the more people like them.

‘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.