Tuesday March 1st, 2016

The exercise:

Write two haiku about: miracles.

Already fell asleep on the couch, just want to get this typed up and go to bed.

So...

Mine:

Believe it or not,
it makes no difference to me,
for I know it's real

*     *     *

His tale could have been
A light gone too soon; instead
he escaped, unharmed

2 Comments:

Greg said...

Heh, I think I know how you feel :)
I like your first haiku better today because the second feels a tiny bit forced. But then I'm not sure if it isn't a reference to the Wastelands that you have, in which case I understand it better!

Miracles
Vital phlogiston,
Summer's breath caught in a jar,
Aphrodisiac.

-------
The Dark Lady burps,
Summer turned into Autumn,
Bonfires burn too bright.

Marc said...

Greg - yeah, I recall having trouble squeezing the idea behind the second haiku into haiku form. So let us just pretend that it's about the Wastelands and move on :P

Consider me impressed that you managed to use Aphrodisiac in a haiku. That alone assure your first wins the day for me this go around :)