So I wrote my single theme-related poem. I liked it enough. Perhaps worth tinkering with. But, then I turned to the serious business at hand, catching up on the side project. I started. The first few haiku are always slower, and I re-read the last few to get back in the story line. Soon I was a handful away from being caught up. I was tempted to keep going but I did not. I wrote a few miscellaneous and unrelated haiku and one chuck norris haiku, just for old times’ sake.
What I found most interesting about writing the 30 or so for the side project is that a few in – there on the path laid a plot twist. What can you do? Apparently I can’t even stay in charge when the work is seventeen syllables at a time.
I should go back to the NaNoWriMo project where all hell was breaking loose for the main male protagonist. Did I really intend to leave him sweating and shaking in his boots until I caught up with haiku? That seems rather cruel.
Oh well, sorry Matt! Here are the last random haiku of day 17.
if gnomes were helpful
I would admire their housework
as though it was art.
Perhaps my trash cans
are too tall for nearby gnomes
I’ll take out the trash.
Dear gnomes, i’d please you
if you could just tell me where
to find gnomish mops
In other worlds they bow
and worship at the altar
that is Chuck Norris.
I did enjoy this I can almost see the gnomes feeling sorry for us and doing the late spring cleaning.
Yes, those gnomes are quite evident and quite evidently not doing any housework, at least not here. You’d think they would help in the garden, though, n’est pas?