Today, a new genre: haiku. I read one of my embryonic poems to David,
and he said, “Is that it?” Not a ringing endorsement, but stick with me on this
one. Wikipedia defines Haiku as a
“short, impressionistic poem” with the following characteristics: a focus on
nature or seasons, 2 asymmetrical sections, contemplative/wistful tone,
non-rhyming, meaning is suggestive. Three
lines with 5 syllables-7 syllables–5 syllables.
So,
here goes: Haiku a la goat farm.
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My red plastic chair
Overlooks the patio.
Guinea fowl screeching.
Goat on a stump
Watching the traffic roll by.
Winter is coming.
Smoke
in the night air
Wondering about the time.
The
light bulb is bright
Night
air rustling about
Chickens
are sleeping.
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Through the hog panel fencing
Toward the winery.
Stake out |
Waiting
for her chance to eat.
Man
waits in lawn chair.
Ink on envelope.
Thrashing the hope of trust.
Surprise in the mail.
Goat in the kitchen
Skittering across wood floors.
Not to know the herd.
Fourteen eyes on her
Brimming with questions unasked.
What is for dinner?
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