May 19, 2008 20:53
I think maybe I have the haiku pattern down, if not always the complete attitude. I left a note for HH (handsome husband) about supper before I rushed out to cover a meeting and here's how it came out:
Supper in oven
and on top of the stove
for you to enjoy.
Yesterday's effort was more traditional:
Blown by the May breeze
a snow of apple petals
covers the green lawn.
Much as I enjoy haiku, perhaps I should explore another form. Ah--a challenge!
supper,
poetic form,
haiku,
poetry,
apple blossoms