Must write a haiku    
For my “Journey and Quest” class.     
It’s not going well.     
    
This terse verse is huge--     
I don’t know how to begin.     
My words feel empty.     
    
I read the Masters     
Beauty, in words and meaning     
Now I’m scared to try.     
    
No cherry blossoms--     
I should just write what I know.     
What is before me.     
    
Grey squirrels gather     
Discarded crumbs from my lunch.     
This park is dirty.     
    
Walking in the sun     
My friend and I laugh so loud     
People turn and look.     
    
Cambridge cooks in heat,     
Packed with tourists and students.     
I love this city.     
    
Midterms stress me out.     
I avoid writing papers     
And play ‘Angry Birds.’     
    
In the shade of trees     
The grass is green, cool and deep.     
Tired eyes find peace.     
    
Fragrant jasmine tea:     
Icy and sweet, from a straw.     
Nice, on a hot day.     
    
July moon steals sleep     
I stroll beside the river.     
Drunk boys stagger by.     
    
I miss my small farm--     
Horses leave rich summer grass     
And run to greet me.     
    
I remember, once     
The dog came in from outside;     
Coughed up a live frog.     
    
I look at my phone     
To find out that it’s raining--     
I’m standing in it.     
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Ahhh! Haikus!
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It's a toss up between the live frog and looking at your phone in the rain as to which are my favorites.
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