The exercise:
Two haiku about: the cowboy.
For those of you not familiar with the form, haiku are three line poems, with the first and third lines being 5 syllables and the second line being 7 syllables. You'll find two examples below, handily enough.
Still badly in need of sleep. I'll get to responding to your comments eventually, I promise.
Mine:
The scar on his right
cheek is hidden by dried dirt
and autumn's twilight.
* * *
Matching hat and boots,
belt buckle big as Texas,
never seen a horse.
I like your second haiku best today I think, the last line just delivers a great punch!
ReplyDeleteThe cowboy
Job done in three days?
It's structurally unsound.
Cowboys ride again.
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He's a long way out,
His horse is looking pretty.
(Cowboys get lonely)
Boots, shirt and maching hat,
ReplyDeletegun on side and,
a wierd horse named cat
* * * * *
As he faces his enemy,
hand on his ready loaded gun,
Their fighting goes on endlessly
That was an amazing haiku little bro
ReplyDeleteThe Cowboy
ReplyDeleteTry to guess whos point of veiw is in this poem.
Tired, sad and my back hurts
However, he still makes me take him everywhere
# # # #
He thinks he is the hero but think again
There is no 'thank you' or treats
Not in my life, but I guess he can't afford it
The Cowboy
ReplyDeleteTired, sad, my back hurts, I need new shoes and my feet are sore, I need a hair cut, I need a new jacket
However, he still makes me take him everywhere
# # # #
He thinks he is the hero but think again
There is no 'thank you' or treats
Not in my life, but I guess he can't afford it
Oooh I'll guess Ruby is it the horses point of view awesome haiku by the way! :)
ReplyDeleteon his horse named mite
ReplyDeletehe rides through the orange dust
hand on his gun tight
Somewhere in the dust,
ReplyDeleteThere is a stranger.
Don't go in there,
There might be danger.
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My little cowboy toy is so much fun
it even came with a real gun.
This is not a toy for me,
My daddy is a real cowboy see.
I took this out of his cowboy shed,
soon his gonna go,
BANG,BANG I'm dead.
These are just poems I think they are sort of weird.
He wears a hat and boots, he has a big brown horse. With a peice of grass in his mouth and a scar on his right cheek, he's a cowboy.
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