Next, to Cathy L (aka cat), for giggling at my pathetic attempts to bring culture and fine arts to the workplace. You are the reason I don't throw myself out the window.
This week was a dreary one. And for whatever reason, dark, dreary weather makes me talk about dark, dreary things...like torturing someone in my basement (if you saw it you'd understand my fascination with torturing someone in it) or emotionally breaking someone down. I told you, dark days feed my dark soul. Now I know that talking about that kind of thing all day will give you a bad rep, so I prefer to channel my dark thoughts into other forms, making them more palatable to the people around me.
Enter the Haiku.
For those of you who are not familiar with haiku, here is a super simplified explanation of what I know about haiku: nothing. In school we simply learned that a haiku is a 3 line poem where the number of syllables for the lines are 5-7-5. We probably learned other stuff about it, but I was like 8 so forgive me for not remembering. Real haiku is way more complicated, and most will say that you can not even write true haiku in English. But whatever. I'm not doing it to be serious...I'm doing it for fun. I will offer up one interesting thing I read on wikipedia about haiku:
This is the genius of haiku using an economy of words to paint a multi-tiered painting, without "telling all".Or as Matsuo Bashō puts it, "The haiku that reveals seventy to eighty percent of its subject is good. Those that reveal fifty to sixty percent, we never tire of."
That really speaks to me because that is EXACTLY why I love writing haiku. It can give people a glimpse of something without showing it all. It's a seductive fan dance of words. So, here are some haiku I wrote for you :)
Tired
Lids
slip so easy
Slumber
so effortlessly
Ready
to fall down
Allergies
Itchy
burning tears
No
medicine really helps
Please
cut my face off
Cloudy Days
Unroll
the duct tape
Chloroform
stops the struggle
Fun
time in basement
Bees
Trying to kill me
Spray from 20 feet away
Die, motherfucker
Cat Hair
Gag, it's in my mouth
A vacuum cleaner's wet dream
Tumbleweeds drift by
Coffee
Pulse
racing pick up
Too
much makes me poop a lot
All
day nervousness
Facebook
You
lie perfection
My
shit is always awesome
Typing
through your tears
Eggs
Benedict
Soft
wet delicious
Your
sauce gives me food boner
Nook
and cranny love
Now, for the fun part. I want YOU to write haiku. Write it in the comments section of this blog, send it to me in an email, or put it on Facebook and tag me in your post. I am dying to read your haiku, whether it is funny, serious, silly or sad....I want it all. Give it a shot. Stick to the basic 5-7-5, or read up on real haiku and try that (good luck, it's wicked hard).
So, as I stated in my title, I can haiku, can you? Give it a shot.
Love, Peace, and Hair Grease,
Dana C.
