I havn’t created any bad poetry in some time. Thinking about the changes coming with Spring stimulated my creativity. The result is three new haiku. As always, I’d love to hear comments particularly if they take the form of haiku. Why should I be the only one creating bad poetry?
Daylight Saving Time
Sun rises late
Setting way past dinner time
Bedtime confusion
Lazy Sunday
Override routine
Abandon priorities
Your pleasure awaits
Morning Coffee
Dark scent arouses
Startled taste buds rise and shine
Finally alive
