Sugar Bun
WHAT'S'AT? A HIGH-COO?
A haiku is a Japanese poem of 5, 7, & 5 syllables in 3 lines.
Modern American haiku are . . . whatever, but still in 3 lines.
high-coo.com
is the new haiku website of Booker T. Washington Magnet High School's Creative Writing magnet. All copyrights to all poems on this website belong to their individual authors, and none may be reproduced without written consent.
Mr. Dickson is
Fluttering in the wind
Like a dragonfly
Look how the lizards
Jump from the Eiffel Tower
And lick their brain stripes
Touch and go until
I'm standing cold on the sand
Ocean waves leaping
What things can be found
Slithering in the black gunk
On the old keyboard
No more reasoning
With the master of mayhem
He's made up his mind
Shimmers and sparkles
On my pretty flapper dress
Shine as the tassels spin
Innoculation
For the terrible smallpox
Was a great success
Marie Antoinette
Was born in Austria
And then moved to France
Donating organs
Especially those that rust
Is a daunting task
Big fat brown strokes
The paper looks like chocolate
Be sure not to eat it
Marshmallows filled with
Chocolate and marzipan
Are the absolute best
The jaundiced tennis
Player has declared himself
Unfit for the sport
There are some people
Who will not leave you alone--
Always arguing
We will become
So clear and translucent
Until we disappear
The Postal Service
Makes very catchy tunes that
Get stuck in my head
Asiago, please
With bread and chicken
Not jambalya
I wish that fat bird
Would sit on the post out there
And smile at me
I see that far bird
Is far, far, far, far away
From my window
Daniel has some teeth
That are pointy and yellow
He should brush them more
Clint Eastwood sings in
Florida's most famous car
On Saturday night
Foster sensei is
Growing a huge garden of
Fluorescent light bulbs
The red, brick building
Plunges into the ocean
And it, sadly, drowns
WHAT'S'AT? A HIGH-COO?
high-coo.com
is the new haiku website of Booker T. Washington Magnet High School's Creative Writing magnet. All copyrights to all poems on this website belong to their individual authors, and none may be reproduced without written consent.
Fluttering in the wind
Like a dragonfly
Look how the lizards
Jump from the Eiffel Tower
And lick their brain stripes
Touch and go until
I'm standing cold on the sand
Ocean waves leaping
What things can be found
Slithering in the black gunk
On the old keyboard
No more reasoning
With the master of mayhem
He's made up his mind
Shimmers and sparkles
On my pretty flapper dress
Shine as the tassels spin
Innoculation
For the terrible smallpox
Was a great success
Marie Antoinette
Was born in Austria
And then moved to France
Donating organs
Especially those that rust
Is a daunting task
Big fat brown strokes
The paper looks like chocolate
Be sure not to eat it
Marshmallows filled with
Chocolate and marzipan
Are the absolute best
The jaundiced tennis
Player has declared himself
Unfit for the sport
There are some people
Who will not leave you alone--
Always arguing
We will become
So clear and translucent
Until we disappear
The Postal Service
Makes very catchy tunes that
Get stuck in my head
Asiago, please
With bread and chicken
Not jambalya
I wish that fat bird
Would sit on the post out there
And smile at me
I see that far bird
Is far, far, far, far away
From my window
Daniel has some teeth
That are pointy and yellow
He should brush them more
Clint Eastwood sings in
Florida's most famous car
On Saturday night
Foster sensei is
Growing a huge garden of
Fluorescent light bulbs
The red, brick building
Plunges into the ocean
And it, sadly, drowns
