Observe:
the poet in fuckyou face.
haiku
haiku
haiku
haiku
rant
haiku
deletion
haiku
haibun
grocery list
sex story
manifesto
American sentence.
Aughhhh!
pain.
pain.
I guess you know what you may do with your very rude comment,
suggesting that I do not understand the English and how she is spoke.
Observe:
the poet in fuckyou face.
tears.
wailing.
gnashing of teeth.
haiku haiku.
That's better.
You may now kiss the hem of my
haiku
garment.
beret.
oh yeah.
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for Real Toads mini-challenge: Ekphrasis. "The Artist In His Studio" is by Rembrandt.
My computer seems to be working for the moment. Hopefully, it won't flake out again right away. We shall see.
thanks for the laugh!
ReplyDeleteHa.. haiku rant is something quite unique.. but I see your point.
ReplyDeleteI think Bjorn has named your new form haiku rant ... :)
ReplyDeleteLove this - brilliant take on the prompt :D
ReplyDeletePain pain and ranting deletion hold the world under their sway--and rude, so rude the comments, upon the troubled face of the cyberwater. But really--what does this have to do with the picture??? *runs*
ReplyDeleteJESUS! Just as I was ready to compose a few haiku ~~~~
ReplyDeleteIntriguing!
ReplyDeleteBeret! Raspberry no doubt.
ReplyDeleteI loved this scat poem!
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//"" SO HAPPY to BE BACK!
ALOHA
ComfortSpiral
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Trip was great, but being without internet made me miss you and all my friends!
For a rant, this is pretty succinct.
ReplyDeleteAt times I find myself in front of a blank screen exactly as you describe here.
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ReplyDeleteFunny,"fuckyou face"
ReplyDeletepoet contemplates haiku
five more random words
haiku has taken on an entirely new, interesting meaning, darling. xx
ReplyDeleteExcellent follow up to a very awesome title. Somewhere, Henry James is proud, confused, and itching his palms. Viva la
ReplyDeleteTheeeeeee trippiest response to this challenge!! Had to read it out loud to my husband, who just shook his head knowingly when I got to, "beret." Oh yesh!! Love your irreverence. Amy
ReplyDeleteI have the poet fuckyou face when I am asked to write rhyme... lol Love this!
ReplyDelete"The poet in fuckyou face." Love, love, LOVE it!
ReplyDelete"and how she is spoke."
ReplyDeleteyou rock. thanks for the smile.
I wanna scream at the whole world today, so I had to come over and read this again. Tellin' everybody to "kiss the hem of my haiku garment. beret. oh yeah." right now.
ReplyDeleteThank you again for this.