Poem
The rhythmic tick-tock
of the clock
like a pleasant hum
when you're a bum
The rhythmic tick-tock
of the clock
like a pleasant hum
when you're a bum
posted by Philip at 10:20 AM
Sunday, March 12, 2006
About Me
- Name: Philip
I discovered haiku in the summer of 2004 while browsing poetry forums. Since then I kept a little journal of my haiku and in winter of 2005/6 I started other writings i.e.- short story, prose, and poetry. All my writing essentially centers around haiku. All my haiku are 5-7-5 syllables.
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1 Comments:
I don't get it. The relationship of these two events seems totally absent.
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