I was quickly commenting on my friend Amalia T.'s blog, when I saw that she had posted a winning haiku in Stephanie Thornton's totally awesome Haiku blogfest! What the heck? How did I miss this! I'm not poet--not at all, though I wrote a totally awesome, rhyme-contrived poem for my dad one year, entitled "Mr. Fix-It." Don't expect it to ever hit this blog.
So, I entered my name just now, and came up with this.
I just shook your hand.
I wish I knew why I can't
kiss your palm, instead.
And suddenly was like, "Ooooh! Haikus are fun!"
So, I think I'm going to do a few more. Read what you want. Take part! Have fun, is all. And it's for two days! Score!
Haikus, I think, are
Sweet as thick, orange marmalade.
But beware! They bite!
Ich liebe dich, he sighed.
I gazed at him and whispered,
"I do not speak French."
She walked into wind
And fog, and snow, and ice, but
She danced in the rain.
She longed for a frog,
But soon found that a true friend
makes for a better prince.
Okay! I am done
For now, at least, with this fun
..Till I think of more.