Look at them all gallivanting about this page. It’s enough to make you want to sing! Or dance! But mostly read!
I wrote a few of these in the college library. Can you tell?
But first, Sensational Haiku Wednesday‘s prompt: love.
Love Haiku
love is knowing the
words to say, right or wrong, and
when to be silent.
Cinquain #1
noisy
neighbours annoy
while security guards
watch over everywhere but
basement
Cinquain #2 – RSVP
they say
salvation through
christ only, heaven is
the goal. I feel I must reply:
decline.
Piku
the loathsome
din
muffles my thoughts
is that a
good
or a bad thing?
shut up please–
it’s
a library.
Haiku #1
heavy breather next
table over distracts me
can’t write a poem.
Haiku #2
murder is never
the answer, unless you’re the
villain in movies
Haiku #3 – Intolerance
Why do you hurt me,
dairy? Have I offended
you in some way? Why!
Shadorma #1
roses are
red, yes, but can be
white, pink, black,
yellow; since
my favourites are daisies
it doesn’t matter
Shadorma #2
just because
I hear voices, you
say I’m nuts.
the joke’s on
you; if I wasn’t crazy
you’d cease to exist.
Shadorma #3
handling
raw chicken scares me.
not because
of disease,
but the inescapable:
it, too, was alive.
all of these poems are of course © Bridget Noonan, 2012.
Wanna know what I don’t own? The song She’s a Rainbow by the Rolling Stones which has been stuck in my head all week. I think it’s the piano part. And the rainbows. I did buy that technicolour backpack-purse.
But if I get famous, and there’s a movie made of my life, I want this song to be playing over the falling in love at first sight with my future lady. Definitely have to make that shit happen.
…What? Like you don’t have a playlist of songs for the soundtrack to your life story.
If you say no, make one! It’s fun. That’s your homework for this weekend, ladies and gentlemen. Post it in the comments! I’d love to see it 😀
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