The exercise:
Merry Christmas to all of you fine writers! I hope Santa was kind and generous with you and yours.
Christmas Week, the 2012 version, comes to an end here at the blog with a request for two haiku about the: Unlikely Angel.
I know, I know - I could have easily found a much darker title to finish things off. But it just didn't seem right on the big day itself. So here we are.
Max was spoiled with abandon today, as was his cousin Natalie. The rest of us did pretty well for ourselves too, but I think it was really about the kids this time around.
Mine:
He offers guidance
to men who have gone astray,
like: That one's a cop.
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An angel in name
only; the Dominions still
hunt for her halo.
3 comments:
On cold nights, she roams
The streets leading street people
To the warm shelter.
@Morganna: Merry Christmas. That's a nice interpretation of the prompt.
@Marc: sounds like you've been having lots of fun! My niece and nephews are all a bit older (3, 6 and 8) but that just makes the whole thing a bit more exhausting.
I think I like your second haiku better today, mostly because I love the idea of a nominal angel.
Unlikely Angel
He's an accountant,
Has three kids, run marathons:
He's a Hell's Angel.
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She's a cheap floozy,
Drinks her nail polish like tea,
Rescues cats and dogs.
Morganna - sweet little haiku. Makes me wonder who 'she' is :)
Greg - that sounds like a very full house around the holiday if everyone makes it home!
Hahaha, love your first one. Such a great, unexpected take on the prompt :D
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