Wednesday, March 30, 2011

My Poetry Year: Entry #10

In which Your Humble Blogger indulges her desire for a short little laugh with a wink and a nod and a quicky haiku:

"Secret Tryst with a Love"

This verse was written
At noon, the book in my lap,
While Photoshop stalled.

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I don't believe for a second that it exactly matches the spirit of haiku or that it qualifies as one for any reason beyond the number of syllables. Sometimes, though, you just have to have fun.

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