Here you can find poetry written to arouse my writing muse. I don’t promise that it will be good. I just can’t bear to throw it away. First the haiku.
Evidence of work
office clutter, stacks of bills
It’s time to clean house.
Dead-end thoughts fall lost
orphaned ideas cry out
then whimper softly
empty words fill small talk
with no risk chatter
Then some limericks.
While hiking the mounts of Sierra
Bob worried ’bout meeting a beara
Some scat he did find
Of the bearishus kind
But no beara were there in Sierra
Rick’s physique was so buff and good lookin’
That the chicks would compete with their cookin’
As he ate they all swooned
’till his belly ballooned
And they left sumo Rick all forsooken.
There once was a blogger named Jack
Whose writing was loaded with drack
His intelligence was shorte
For cliches were his forte
SEO kept Jack’s jack in the black.
And now some Cantankerous Haiku from the Cantankerous Old Coots.
Haiku Number 1
Snowy mountain tops
Spring flowers blooming riot
Haiku Number 2
Spring ran-soaked ground
Undermines peaceful homestead
Sweet gum tree attacks
Haiku Number 3
Boring, routine day
Take the road less traveled
Haiku Number 4
Stay at home dad conundrum
Sound the kettlebell!
And find more bad poetry in this post called Travel Haiku.
Or this one titled Springtime Haiku.