March 03, 2005

The Quick 'N Easy Route to Poetry

two birds on one rock—
one pond, one sun, one walker
looking for someone

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singing to blossoms—
cutleaf daisy, meadow pink—
and they’re singing back

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unlit beauty shop—
I peek into the window—
two people inside!

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rain shaking the trees—
inside, we’re reading about
how to live longer

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Well, I’m no poet.
A haiku is my limit.
How many syllables?