Screw you haiku volume…6?

 

The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much.  Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous.

 

The snap of the glove

Not completely unpleasant

Prostate checked out fine

 

Left his phone unlocked

Wife browses the internet

Sweating profusely

 

Waves crash like thunder

grey skies, cold waters, time flies

Makes me need a wee

 

Red dress and pale skin

Heads turn, hearts race, open mouthed

Wardrobe malfunction

 

Cold blue winter skies

Crisp snow covers city streets

Dead hobo doorway


More stuff from my brain meat…

Charlie’s Journey – OWPC Challenge

Deep and insightfully insightfulnessness

I tried to say goodbye.