Convinced he was a boob man
One day she caught him looking
Turns out likes bums more.

Seems his tastes have changed.
Convinced he was a boob man
One day she caught him looking
Turns out likes bums more.

Crass, obvious, insensitive, and vile. Him or the haiku. You decide…
The coward dances
on the heroes grave and then
fondles the widow
The one where the fat bloke danced naked and made another man feel rather unwell.
Exhibitionist
and a great lover of pies
vomit inducing

I think perhaps the picture came first well before the haiku. I don’t know why I chose to draw that, perhaps it is some sort of repressed angst. Maybe I just find the idea funny. Maybe I just happened to draw a fat bloke with a big set of balls and a curiously positioned penis. I don’t know. I do know that it made that other fellow decidedly queasy to the point of throwing up.
Probably a true story.
Which is mostly the same as all the other days of the week to be honest.
I have a list you know
and crave the apocolypse
I know who I’d eat
Ooh that was a bit dark wasn’t it. Okay so I wouldn’t go eating people willy nilly this is worse case scenario you know. All the tinned goods would need to be gone and I would probably have even eating some of the dry cat food and the stuff at the back of the cupboard that is well past it’s use by date. Not the wet cat food though – god no thanks I would rather munch on one of the neighbours before I eat that. Makes me gag at the thought.
Anyway, I’m sure it won’t come to that…
Fancy more of the same?
Poor kitchen hygiene
handling chilli’s, loves to scratch
balls burn like lava

I might be wrong though. Who really knows what anyone really wants.
a whole bag of prunes
and then two bowls of chilli
this will not end well
Shall we? It is nearly Friday after all.
One beer won’t hurt
wakes up spooning a hobo
may be time to quit
Well it was when I set out…
sun slowly fading
first signs of autumn changes
dog shit ‘neath the leaves
Okay so I started trying to do a proper one but mostly I am then just drawn to images of leaves on the ground and we all know what leaves on the ground means right? No? It means dog shit hidden by leaves. You cant go running through the leaves and kicking them playfully anymore for fear of whipping up a Doberman turd into the face of a passing child or being late for school because you have to head back home to clean the crap out of the kids school shoes.
No, I am not ready for Autumn yet because it will inevitably make me grumpy and complain about dog owners a lot and it has so been a pleasant summer.
Another Tuesday challenge!
Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday
This week the challenge was to use synonyms for SAD and WRITE. I used MELONCHOLY and SCRIBBLES.
My melancholy.
darkness scribbles on my soul
graffiti in blood
Pfft. Sorry, only kidding
maybe a rude limerick?
maybe because they don’t move much
Left eldest at home
first time all day on his own
I don’t think he moved
It’s Monday so must mean another of Ronovan’s prompts.
All change with Donald
A Rebel without a clue
I hope he gets aids
https://ronovanwrites.com/2018/08/20/haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-215/
I might be wrong about this but I bet I’m not!
Behold Bald Eagle
Great winged symbol of freedom
And lunch in Beijing
Actually nothing to see but thanks for taking a look anyway.
At winters first chill.
nipples kindly remind me
must get some coat hooks
It’s Monday so must mean another of Ronovan’s prompts.
Things time makes precious
memories, family, laughter
…regular movements
I’m wondering if it’s a wee bit obtuse. We shall see.
Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday
This week the challenge was to use synonyms for HAPPY and MOROSE. I used CONTENT and DOUR.
uncontent wage slave
dour faced, shuffles through life
home to nagging wife
a new lease of life springs forth
new patio lifts spirits
Or maybe. Possibly. Actually it’s up to you I’m not the boss of you.
needs to go shopping
Ate the contents of the fridge
shared it with Jesus
Sorry that’s a bit fake isn’t it. I’m trying to be positive…
Left curtains open
danced like nobody’s watching
awkward neighbour stares
Well that’s wholly inappropriate for any day of the week. Sorry Japan.
Desire overwhelms
sated sanity returns
puts tissues away
Sorry Japan. Really.
diagnosis aids.
silver lining and all that
At least you’ve lost weight
It will be over in no time at all I assure you.
Till death them do part
though death comes in many forms
like the hot neighbour
Actually I think it’s still the middle of the night. Oh well.
Hot throes of passion
unbridled…unprotected
dull family sedan
That said if you choose to eat more of them that is completely up to you.
doubts the best by date
sniff test, seems pretty fresh still
…butt turned inside out
So strict yet most liberating.
Holiday romance
succumbs to sweet temptation
antibiotics
I realise that one right does not in any way fix all of the wrongs.
Parched the earth waits still
distant rumbles promise life
passes by taunting
Oh good god I tried to write a proper haiku effort and I feel all dirty. Please don’t think badly of me or tell anyone because I have a reputation to keep up. I really have no hidden depths than need to be explored, I am somewhat blond to the beauty around me mostly and I do not possess the angst nor the soul to produce something that will speak to your heart.
I can however turn cock, sock and shock into something pretty funny when so moved which is something I guess.
Play to your strengths eh 🙂
Well that’s wholly inappropriate for any day of the week. Sorry Japan.
Colonoscopy
If only there was a way
to cleanse the brain shit