"Morning"
The pillow to my ear
like a fish in a pond.
Belongs.
"Afternoon"
America's Next Top Model.
As a bee has seen flowers,
I've seen 1000 times over.
"Spaghettios"
A volcano exploded
on the floor of the earth
at lunchtime.
"Evening"
One Eats-
lonely, like a duck
without a mate.
"Homework"
The world is spinning,
The clock is moving,
Due.
"Sleep"
Dark sky
on a chilly evening.
Eyes, stores, parks, and such must close.
PS-Haiku's are NOT my thing.
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These are great! I like how you've had fun playing around with the Haiku genre. Your poems prove that Haiku (or any symbolic poetry, for that matter) does not have to be serious. If you don't mind, I'd like to have the whole class look at these on Wednesday:)
You were complaining about how bad your haikus were and look...Erinn wants to share them with the class. I thought they were fun and creative, especially because I was with you all day and know that's exactly how your day went. Like you seeing America's Next Top Model way too many times, like a bee seeing a flower, and the spaghettios spilling all over the carpet, like a volcano exploding. so PS- I think Haikus ARE your thing.
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