Expressing unimportant thoughts concisely
the flameless candles
were a nice idea, I guess
until she ate them
Thing Two (who is no more than two) is the one person in our family who will pop something into her mouth and then ask, “What am I eating?” CANDLES, honey. You are eating Mommy’s expensive flameless candles.
PS. I would love to have you participate with your own bad poetry about my inspiring topic. I mean, such a moving photo that I took in my house with my iPhone, right? You can’t resist!
red Popsicle stick
you disappeared during lunch
where the hell are you?
Background: This is the very first time we have used this ice pop thingy. We lost one of the sticks, IN THE HOUSE, before it ever made it to the freezer. Of course, I still filled that slot up with orange juice, because it’s a perfectly good slot. Not sure what I am going to do with a frozen chunk of orange juice….maybe put it in my orange juice?
Give yourself bonus internet points if you can guess the title reference.
Hey! They are using my self-image without permission!
I was planning to write a sonnet,
About my bike-riding bonnet,
The wheel hit a crack,
My head took a thwack,
Now instead, there’s a limerick upon it.
Worser and worser.
bad haiku corner
syllables over substance
mediocre
Just as a minivan can make a natural vista more ordinary, Americans have spent many hours making the haiku an egalitarian effort. ANYONE can write one, including third graders (be honest, how many of you wrote about your pets?) and there is no Board of Haiku Preservation to put a stop to it. Given that, I think we should have some fun. Not an incredibly original idea, I know, but I have been known to send professional e-mails entirely in haiku, or biblical verse, or Pig Latin. I’m in withdrawal. So…. I will occasionally post a picture with a starter verse. Any poetry is welcome. If iambic pentameter is your thing, fly that freaky flag in the comments.
Yes. I know that last line only has four syllables. Now you get it.
YOU SHOULD BE HAPPY 