Thursday Eight O'Clock
Please write me a short story
In Fifty-Five words.....
Is a Haiku NOT about nature still a Haiku?
Is Haiku Poetry?
Never mind about that horsehit...Here comes Mongo!
(One of my favorite movie lines)
See ya Tomorrow night...I hope...hehehehehe
11 comments:
The love of haiku is the root of all evil. Writing haiku will make your hands fall off. Reading haiku will melt your eyeballs. Haiku is a lie from the pit of hell.
ooo gesunheidt....
that was a sneeze....right? smiles.
nice bling sir.
Love the earring. :)
(And I love traditional haiku...not the stuff that's bandied about helter-skelter-ish)
I do enjoy traditional haiku, but it makes a great invitation as well!
In the Japanese form yes haiku is always about nature. Three stand alone lines. the first two setting up for the third which tells you the season of the poem.
The Jack Kerouac got into it and westernized it. Jaysus never use enjambment in haiku Jack.
But you do realize that if you turn haiku into a couplet deleting the middle line you wind up with 2 5 syllables lines right?
Now Tanka you'd have to leave out lines 2,6,& 7 to make it a 2 lines of-5 syllables couplet which then would be no more harder to write than a 2 5 syllables lines of haiku which actually if you want to be very technical a haiku can be anything from 9 to19 syllables in total but still in the Japanese form it is still about nature's seasons.
Who's Mongo?
So, we're writing haiku, right?
Yea!
What a devastatingly appropriate fashion accessory, G.
Good haiku is a pleasure to read. Unfortunately, those first two words have become almost an oxymoron.
See ya at the party.
a friend decried haiku
anxious for fifty-five words
even in Autumn
5-7-5
I prefer 55 :)
Now not wanting Shay to come and hunt me down in one of my dive bars, where the gum always hits the bottom of the bar and the toilets always stink of yesterdays waste. I did not write a haiku for today's effort instead I went back to my drug infused childhood and went Glam even though I never got to wear the makeup and was the only one dressed like a sailor when I saw Bowie in Philly, which is another story altogether.
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