No Time to Rhyme

August 23, 2013

In honor of National Poetry Month, some pseudo-haiku for you.

 

Snooze.....

Sweet quiet babies
peacefully slumbering are
nothing but a myth.

 

Sneeze.

Delicate blossoms
waver in the gentle breezes.
Pollen flies. Achoo!

 

 

 

Whoops.

Windy springtime rains
puddle on the playground slide
Weee! Wow! Whoa – wet pants.           

 

Smear.

Trail of fingerprints.
Why is everything sticky?
Peanut butter hands.

 

App-reciation

Year-end teacher gifts?
Ipods delight. Otherwise,
no apples wanted.

 


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