Haikus

[anna]

I couldn't resist stealing the haiku idea from Shmeep's LHoP board.

Clay's fat Irish tongue
Whispers so seductively.
Jim's hand flies! Splatter!

[anna]

Hank eats from Jim's hand,
Looks up at Christie slyly.
Take that Ms. Dunbar!

[anna]

Oh, blond-tipped Samson,
Dressed in Armani's finest,
Pity poor Selway!

[mlm828]

Happy reunion:
Joyful Jim laughs out loud as
Hank gives wet-dog shake!




Edited to have the correct number of syllables and to add the screencap.

[inuvik]

Kudos to you two. Haikus are incredibly difficult!

[shmeep]

I love a poem that only requires that the first line have five syllables, the second have seven, and the third have five again. I'm no good at poetry, but I think this is worth a shot. Here goes.

Marty's wheatgrass juice
stings something fierce as it goes
sliding down Jim's throat.

[inuvik]

Jim gashes his leg.
"What is the point of it all?"
As he limps back home.

[maggiethecat]

I'm Hank in the car . . .
Why am I always here, guys?
When can I chase perps?

[mlm828]

Another from Hank's perspective (this time, I'll even use the correct number of syllables :

Waiting in the car
Contemplating fire hydrant
When will Jim return?



Edited to add the screencap.

[mlm828]

"Terry, take the shot!"
Frozen terror, no reply.
Run, shoot . . . fade to black.

[anna]

Thanks for joining in, guys. I feel slightly less dorky.

Tom is black? Who knew?
He just always seemed groovy.
Or so I told him.

[mlm828]

Go have fun again.
Ballroom dancing? Sign us up.
Wear your steel-toed shoes.

[anna]

mlm828 said:

"Terry, take the shot!"
Frozen terror, no reply.
Run, shoot . . . fade to black.

This one is so good!

[maggiethecat]

anna said:

mlm828 said:

"Terry, take the shot!"
Frozen terror, no reply.
Run, shoot . . . fade to black.

This one is so good!

It sure is. Here's some haiku karma, mlm.

[mlm828]

Thanks, anna and mags! ;D

Here's another:

Unfaithful husband,
Wife betrayed, hurt festering,
"Say it! Just say it!"