Camy Posted August 21, 2020 Report Share Posted August 21, 2020 Here are four short poems wot I rote, while batting away the invisible beast with my favourite beast batting bat (not available on amazon). I say beast, but nobody can decide if viruses are alive or not. Bacteria are alive, but viruses? Odd... but then everything seems odd these days. Anyhow, the first poem is a haiku. An actual, real life, 5-7-5 haiku (of which I'm inordinately proud). 1) Let's not make a fuss. Let us just sit here, maskless... Until we are dead. ---------- 2) "We have RIGHTS!" He shrieked, spittle flying at his bestest friend. Ten days later his bestest friend shuffled off this mortal coil. Two days after, with a whimper and gurgle, they were together again. --------------- 3) Squark squark, run run, flap flap, BANG! “What’s for dinner, dear?” “Shhh...! They’re out of season.” --------------- 4) Is lamping fun? Not for the rabbit. Only for the fucker with a gun. Link to comment
Cole Parker Posted August 22, 2020 Report Share Posted August 22, 2020 I like the second one best. That's great. Link to comment
Merkin Posted August 23, 2020 Report Share Posted August 23, 2020 Is haiku the sound a masked sneeze makes? Link to comment
Bruin Fisher Posted September 17, 2021 Report Share Posted September 17, 2021 How did I miss these? They're great! Not sure about No.3, I worry about Emus being hunted to extinction... Link to comment
Camy Posted September 20, 2021 Author Report Share Posted September 20, 2021 On 9/17/2021 at 9:14 AM, Bruin Fisher said: How did I miss these? They're great! Not sure about No.3, I worry about Emus being hunted to extinction... Glad you like 'em! I worry about being the last emu loitering, too. Link to comment
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