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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. The flower petals
    Has the early dew on them
    Then the dew slides off

    It's raining outside
    People are coming inside
    Maybe they hate the rain

    The sun isn't out
    But the red flowers grow tall
    Then the sun comes out

    I sit by myself
    Being quiet and alone
    No one to talk to

    When I first saw him
    He looked like brown chocolate
    Now he is all mine

    It's good to have friends
    They will not always be there
    So know who you are

    Not again will I
    Go on a roller coaster
    Because it's scary

    It is Friday night
    So happy that it's Friday
    Can't wait to leave school

    It is October
    Sunny but also chilly
    I need a jacket

    Missing my puppy
    where can he be at this time
    Hope he comes back soon

    It's November first
    Almost time for Thanksgiving
    Can't wait till the food

    I love soft kittens
    With their big blue happy eyes
    Can't wait to get one

    It is cold outside
    Man, I like the cold whether
    Don't want it to change

    The flowers are gone
    The leaves are turning colors
    I guess it's autumn

    I love to drink juice
    Any kind of good liquids
    Water, juice or drinks

    Yeah, it's almost here
    The best time of the whole year
    Guess what! It's Christmas

    I love lollypops
    Big, small it doesn't matter
    My favorite is grape

    It is very cold
    Maybe if it's rains outside
    We will get white snow

    Yes, the wind is here
    Blowing the colorful leaves
    Making them fall down

    The round, small, blue pond
    Which holds water life inside
    That's why I fish there

    The sun is shinning
    The little birds are happy
    The cold rain has stop

    Today is the day
    When I go out in the world
    To make it big time