I haven't written any poetry since the spring, when I wrote "A tribute to my beard
". RachelW, over at The Waxing Moon
, has been inviting readers to contribute some of their own poetry. First she had an invitation to write limericks and then it was haiku. I got a little carried away with the haiku. Here are the poems...
There once was a guy named Joe,
who liked to do art with snow.
A clever young fellow,
he'd paint the snow yellow
when signing his name below.
Two Haiku in Tribute to Snowballs
Balls of snow
flying through the air
caught my eye
pay attention to
their snow balls
Two Haiku in Tribute to Sled Dogs
trails behind the dogs
as they pull
are easy to scoop
Four Haiku in Tribute to the Personal Hazards of the Cold
A boy's tongue
left part of itself
on the pole
are not conducive
In the cold
some body parts grow
and some shrink
ahahah okay, are those all from personal experience?? Nothing like licking that yellow snow!
I have no experience licking yellow snow, unless it has been flavoured with lemon syrup (at least, not that I'm aware).
Seriously, though, have you never licked a metal pole in the winter? It's great fun!
Yep. I was 6 and my parents were inside the school for parent teacher interviews. I think I left half of my tongue on the flag pole. My parents must have been so proud...
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