Besides, it is fun. A lot of what goes on, especially in the Haiku-ca-choo! group, is silliness. Silliness spawns more silliness, and before long the haiku go spinning out of control. Sometimes one of us posts a piece that sets off a whole series of comments or responsive poems.
Recently, a chance meeting with a classmate (and fellow Haiku-ca-choo!-er) led to the following poems, a variation on tandem poems. The haiku are by me, the limerick is by Paul Monks, who I had earlier seen racing down the street on a bicycle. After our brief meeting, I called back, walking away, "I better see something in Haiku-ca-choo! about this!"
My haiku went up first.
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Street Scenes: Two Views
I
First warm day: Paul on
his bike, whizzing down the street,
grinning like a kid.
II
Monks barreling down
the street, scattering those in
his path. "Hey, April!"
Same Street Scene
By Paul Monks
There is a lady we all like,
who takes what to me is a hike.
From work she does walk
and will stop to talk.
April could go faster by bike.
(warm weather haiku, non-fiction)
Reply to Monks
If I biked, so much
would be lost: snowdrops, bird songs,
chatting with old friends.
Street Scenes: Two Views
I
First warm day: Paul on
his bike, whizzing down the street,
grinning like a kid.
II
Monks barreling down
the street, scattering those in
his path. "Hey, April!"
Same Street Scene
By Paul Monks
There is a lady we all like,
who takes what to me is a hike.
From work she does walk
and will stop to talk.
April could go faster by bike.
(warm weather haiku, non-fiction)
Reply to Monks
If I biked, so much
would be lost: snowdrops, bird songs,
chatting with old friends.
2 comments:
Two very unique views from two very unique people. I agree April you would miss so much if you weren't walking.
Oh, the last haiku is just wonderful. I love this exchange of haiku, which is how as I understand it haiku was originally written...as a sort of Asian parlor game of witty repartee.
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