A Just-Post-Solstice Haiku June 23, 2009
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early summer days
amass many calories
all those strawberries
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an all-night star-filled sky, a Queen Anne Victorian in an old slate town
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it’s not the berries
that amass the calories
it’s all that whipped cream
consumed strawberries
assume sweeter form, become
Indigo Bunting
Bah.
(too hot to compete in the haiku challenge)
Hot and thick, dark clouds
Scatter lightning through the night.
Midnight bright as day.
Short night, liquid air,
Red sun promises hot day.
Nothing much gets done.
Brrrrrrrrrr! sob!
mali remember
northern hemisphere envied
you not long ago
Wayne, whoever you are, you win! (I bet Indigo thinks so too, but is too polite to say so.)
I blush strawberry red.
Yes, who is Wayne Indigo? A masked crusader whose alter ego is a haikuist?
What poetic form are you tackling next? Can I request a sestina?
Oh yes. because a strawberry
needs more straw
or it goes manky
Helen: Wayne is indeed a masked crusader. Or at least I suspect he is. It’s been 28 years and I’m still not sure, but very clever of you to pick up on that so quickly. And you can request a sestina (how like you), but don’t hold your breath, O Great Poet. I wrote one in my youth, but I was young and foolish then—I’m old and foolish now.
Mrs S.: Is this your way of also requesting a sestina?
Vermont strawberries
So superior to the
Long traveled plastic
truer words were ne’er spoken, o sweet familiar…
Oh yes. because a strawberry
needs more straw
or it goes manky.