Guest Post: Husband Haiku
Another Guest Blog by Mrs. Abyss. For your enjoyment this week, I bring you “Husband Haiku.” A compilation of three forms (loosely based of course) of poetry (loosely based of course). Traditional style Hauku, Tanka and Katauta.
Haiku (5-7-5 onji format)
Camping Part Duex ~
wood is smoldering
my fire skills inadequate
wife starts huge bonfire
Tanka (5-7-5-7-7 onji format)
Veggie Pants ~
dirty pants on floor
a science experiment
how long will they stay
two month later pants grow mold
four months and have fresh mushrooms
In your Face ~
put leftovers in fridge
let husband know for lunches
husband dies of hunger pains
can’t see leftovers at eye level
Baby, it’s cold out there ~
forgot the jacket
doesn’t like to be mothered
it’s freezing cold out
pouts that I forgot jacket
calls mother to whine
Katauta (5-7-7 onji format)
Cry Baby, Cry ~
husband in much pain
much crying, moaning, whining
has paper cut on pinky
A pairing of haiku
Blank look on my face
Mind travels far away from here
You are still talking?
Look out the window
Scribble down whatever I see
A lazy haiku
Both inspired by true events! 🙂
Et tu, haiku?
Haiku or not haiku? That is the question. For today, the answer is “haiku.”
Here are two spontaneous haiku to start the new day. They are not related in any way.
Speak without hearing
Voice unable to take wing
Stop interrupting
—
Rage impotent rage
Transformed into dancing flame
Spent embers remain
The second one I wrote while driving today. Go figure, eh?
Another haiku
I’m sorry to do this, but this is another haiku. Two days, two haiku.
I wrote this one in the shower this morning. Yes, my mind wanders.
Realization strikes
How could I have been so blind
Now I know the truth
I don’t know if you are supposed to give haiku titles. This one is called “Eye Wool.”
A morning haiku
I’m not in the mood to ponder anything substantial right now. So here is a haiku (one of many) I’ve been dabbling with.
Note: I don’t seek out strict adherence to any certain form, but I generally try to be in the ballpark of the 5-7-5 syllable format.
Morning sounds awaken
Squinty eyes let in fresh light
Grappling begins anew
I hope you enjoy. 🙂
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