Haiku Wednesday

Poetry semi-

finals are on sunday. Lord

Almighty, help us.

Haiku Sunday (for the first time in forever)

This morning I was looking through my sock drawer trying to find my favorite socks, and I found a worksheet from Foods class. The only thing I have written on it is my name.

 I don't know how to feel about this.

Anyway, until I finish all of my posts I'm working on, enjoy this masterpiece:

Pan asian cuisine;

Beer: a dollar sixty eight.

Dang, that place be sketch

I swear I'll add some context to that later. Just wait...

Haiku... Friday?!

Yep, that's right, I'm bringing the haikus back! Well, maybe not for good, but I will post one today. Also, I bruised my knuckle last night and it hurts, so I don't want to type a real post ;]

Winter is swallowed

by the rays of the sun and

our need for progress. 

Such angst. Anyway, happy friday everyone! 

Belated Haiku Monday Installment Three

It just occurred to me that I never posted a Haiku this past Monday! Oh no! I went back to school Monday, and I totally spaced it. Here is a haiku that I had to write for English class yesterday since I don't feel like coming up with a new one for this post specifically. If you want to read the poem the Devious Ginger wrote, take a gander over here.

What Poetry Can Do: An Attempted Haiku

Poetry is like  

a soft breeze in a meadow ,

rippling through my hair,

Erasing the thoughts

that plague my soul, helping me

lose reality. 

Dramatic, no? And sorry about these weird font changes. After I pasted my poem from a Word Doc into this, it messed up the fonts. I hope you enjoyed this extremely belated Haiku Monday!

Haiku Monday

Does anyone else ever notice that the parents in the movie Mulan always talk in a very poetic manner? Not the grandma, not Mulan, not Shang, not the random kids who sometimes make appearances. No, it's only the parents. I noticed this while watching Mulan 2  with some friends a couple nights ago as we rang in the New Year. I brought up how I thought the mom and dad always spoke in verse, and we created some haikus about Mulan 2 (Which, as everyone knows, is invariably worse than the original). The only one I can remember is one we wrote about the overall message of Mulan 2.

Listen to your heart

Even if you are a mad

Psycho murderer.

Lovely, no? Throughout the whole movie Mulan kept telling all the other characters to "listen to their hearts". My friend brought up the point that Mulan was basically saying that no matter what, if you listen to your heart, all will turn out well... but what about murderers who "listen to their hearts?". My friend thought that Mulan was basically saying that if your heart is telling you to go crazy and rampage, you should do it, because listening to your heart is the most important.

This post was a little gruesome. But this was the only haiku we wrote I could distinctly remember. I'll try to post soon about what other things I did to ring in the New Year (All I will say now is that it involves Avatar: The Last Airbender, REM, and a whole lot of solitaire). 

Happy 2012! 

Haiku Monday

Boats are her passion

She denies help from all friends

Refusal to wear a bra.

Happy Haiku Monday

Edit: Oh wow this isn't actually a Haiku. Why did it take me 5 months to realize this?! I still like the poem anyway, I just don't think that our first Haiku Monday was truly a Haiku Monday. Don't you guys feel cheated as well?