Showing posts with label meter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label meter. Show all posts

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Like you haiku?

Haiku an art form
I cannot think how to do.
Once I start oh wow.

Haiku you can do.
Just forget correct grammar.
And write what you think.

In the dark of night
I wrote haiku left and right.
Gone with morning mist.

Impatient patient
Waiting, waiting, and waiting.
Doc will see you now!

I had these haiku (5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables) in my notes for a few months.  It seems it was only that day that haiku just kept popping out of my head.  I really haven't thought of any since.

It could be a good thing to do when you can't think of anything else to do.

It is a good thing
To think difficult deep thoughts,
Results could come quickly.

Count so carefully,
Two of the haiku I wrote
Had more syllables.

Now it is bedtime,
But my brain is now working
Overtime darn it!

Sunday, April 15, 2012

To beat somebody with a stick, recite to them a limerick

My wife and I were talking after dinner about the connection between how much I write and how much I read.  I said that I don't read so much as that I write a lot about what I do read.  She replied that I do read a lot compared to many other people.

She then asked about how to get out of the Limerick group on Facebook that a relative put us into to.  I said that I had already dropped out, but she hadn't figured out how to yet.

Of course, those who know me well know that this will create all kinds of associations in my head, both clever and silly.  With about four or five iterations I came up with the following:

There was a lady from Limerick
Who had a very poor memorick.
She wore lots of bows
To get lots of beaus.
She got one, but was it Tom or Rick?

Before the above result, I had the last line as:

She got a laddie and lost him quick.

I didn't think that was a good parallel to the second line.

On my first try I had a different ending, but …