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Haikuku On The Loose

cheeky squirrel
bushy tail a'swagger
juggling nuts

a twig snaps
momentary stillness
frolicking resumes

wide-eyed kitten
empty box,
filled with joy

thunderous downpour
drips, drops, and droops
wading in wait

a child's scream
just play-
a mother knows

pink flamingos
plastic tacky, needless to say
I want one!

kitten and puppy play
carefree
not knowing of myths

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

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Esker

Esker

9 years 1 month ago

before b.s.

before the smote times
a shadows hawk profile
when the sun was
dazzling and fun
imagination not
a loaded gun

Loved this!
because I like it!
(I used to hate the
tacky cheapness people
loved in things...say ideals
love...honesty...loyalty
I would buy designer items
destined to last forever
but they lacked the intimate
enjoyment and love the
immediate and affordable
the fun lent...now I see
and feel the shadow...
The understanding of
the Pink Flamingo!!)

brittle light

brittle light

9 years 1 month ago

you seem to know my evolving

you seem to know my evolving sentiments somehow.
the same plane,
wavelength
path
on such matters as pink flamingos et al

weird!

I sometimes think I am through changing anything about myself at this stage of life, but I am invariably wrong.

Pink Flamingos! who'd a thunk!

thanks,

judyanne

judyanne

9 years 1 month ago

lots of visual

Love this
haikuku .... I'm glad to see you not stick to that horrible 575
- I never feel confident enough to do that....

Stanza 5 - very clever

Love judy
xxx

brittle light

brittle light

9 years 1 month ago

Yes, that 5-7-5 is so

Yes, that 5-7-5 is so debunked and defunct...when will others accept this?

these few here seem more real to me than the formally constructed, contrived ones; losing the 'spirit' of spontaneity.

I glad you concur.
thanks for appreciating. A no effort effect was my goal

always,