Tuesday May 28th, 2013

The exercise:

Write two haiku about: sweetness.

Planted out a whole lot of tomato plants in the garden today, thanks to our farm intern and some extra help. While they were working on that we harvested for several local orders, mostly consisting of salad greens.

But we did manage to find enough ripe strawberries to fill three pints. And so the strawberry madness begins...

Mine:

One little taste is
all I need before I know
it's too sweet for me.

*     *     *

Sugary words drip
from your lips, tearing my heart
apart as it rots.

3 comments:

Greg Bennett said...

I'm pretty sure Max can't have been your extra help as he's probably still at the grabbing and pulling stage of gardening, so I am slightly curious as where you keep finding these helpers? Are you a modern-day Tom Sawyer? ;-)
Heh, I'm sure it was only a few weeks ago that you were bedding the strawberries down too!
I like your first haiku better this week, as I'm sure it's taken straight from real life.

Sweetness
Beauty encloses,
Plump lips sweep across your face,
And sweetness lingers.

----------
He calls her his sweet,
And she makes him sweat buckets
– just like a disease.

Brittany said...

Hello again! My parents planted some heirloom tomatoes by seed this year, but the rains destroyed them. I wish yours luck!

Sweetness

A simple syrup
poured in the mix. Red and blue
collide in a sweet twist.

The curve, like a road
hugging a river shore, makes
me think of your sweet lips.

Marc said...

Greg - friends and siblings of friends and friends of friends... :)

That is a lovely first haiku. I like it a lot.

Brittany - ah, sad to hear that :(

The weather can be a fickle master of the garden.

Two great haiku, though I prefer the first by just a hair. I think mostly due to its final line.