five, seven, then five
syllables mark a haiku,
remarkable oaf
Spike's Bitches 38: Well, This Is Just...Neat.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
OK, here it is. I'm not much of a poet, so you English teacher/poetry/literary folks, feel free to offer constructive criticism.
bed room air is cold
under the covers is warm and cozy
Oops. late for work again
Haiku are easy
Five, seven, five syllables
A twist at the end
under the covers is warm and cozy
That's three too many syllables there, bub.
Bedroom air is cold
Under covers I am warm
Late for work again
dreaded cow-workers
will keep me in the office
so I must beat them
That's three too many syllables there, bub.damn syllables/words thing. Pfft. I'm sitting there looking at your post with fingers a-counting, and saying "what" as I say "co-zee" and still count as one.
And ya wonder why I'm not a poet.
Ginger, you are the best editor! Your hired!
Bedroom air is cold
Under covers I am warm
Late for work again
yikes! my poetry killed the thread! Dude! I'm sorry! I promise I'll never be poetic again! Bring back the work distraction!!!
O wait. Lets see... if it's 3:30 Pacific time, that means it's rush hour home Eastern time.... ya. That must be it. I'll not block the poetry from my brain, should it come back.
Bored Now at office
Hellish Week now over
Lunchtime was at 5
ack! formatting!
Friday night does slow down during rush hour, o_a.
It would take more than bad poetry to kill the thread.
It's Friday night and DH brought home pizza for dinner. Half the family is already in PJ's. We're deadly boring.