The exercise:
Two haiku about: sleep.
Looks like I spoke too soon yesterday, as we got a taste of hail here this morning. It wasn't nearly as bad as the one that hit us last year (something like 70% of the apples got damaged), as initial estimates put it around 20%.
Being at the mercy of this year's remarkable weather is... frustrating, to say the least.
Mine:
Morning approaches
while I stare at the ceiling;
sleep is far away.
* * *
Not enough hours
in the week, must keep going.
Wake facedown in lunch.
4 comments:
Hail in summer does seem wrong somehow, especially up there in the desert. I hope the apples aren't too badly damaged. How much more growing time have they got to recover? I'm pretty certain August is the start of the apple harvest over here.
I like your second haiku better today, simply because I'm expecting that to happen to me soon. According to the calendar I had a half-day holiday less than a month ago, and I can't remember it. I think I might have been working for some of it o.O
Sleep
Princess is snoring;
Prince Charming turns up his nose,
Goes back to his horse.
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I'll sleep when I'm dead
The afterlife sounds boring
As our priest tells it....
Greg - we have a few earlier varieties that should be ripe within a couple of weeks, but the majority of the apples will be ready starting late September.
Hah, I quite like your first one. Can just imagine that happening :D
In my mind the bouncers name is "Henri" so ya'll two guys have fun picturing that little scene
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The thick bouncer smiled
His punch came out of no where
Nighty Night, Sleep Tight
Gator! Hiss! Roar! Snap!
But rolled over on his back
He’s out like a light!
Morrigan - hah, yes, that does sound like something Henri would manage to do.
Fun second haiku too :D
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