Friday, February 16, 2007

How now sweet Haiku

Sleepy morning wakes
to find there was sweet Haiku
love all through the night.

I need my fix says
I, amid Durang-like woe,
yet still laughing wild.

Finally Friday
exam tomorrow, yes, yikes!
At last, sighted end.


bibliofilly said...

haiku loves you, too!
missed you while you slept-wait, no,
that might sound pervy.

Epiphany Alone said...

Old married ladies
like poetry to lie in
wait. No one else does.

bibliofilly said...

poetry stalker
waits on pages for chance to
pounce in haiku lust.

Alec said...

poetry stalker
is not shy. For proof refer
to last Tuesday's post