I have decided to start with the second shortest poem I wrote back in my very productive poetry period (productive meaning quantity...the quality is debatable). This is actually a poem I am reasonably happy with even if I didn't exactly achieve the aim I started with which was to write a Haiku about environmentalism. Nevertheless, within the constraints of the form that I gave myself (and where I somewhat missed the point...I enjoyed the rather common misconception that Haiku's took the form of 5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables).
I hope you enjoy this, it may prepare you for some of the more clumsy attempts which are to follow.
It is rather pretentiously entitled either The Future? or The Future is Now.
The Future? (or The Future is Now)
Look at the sky die,
Listen to the birds cry, cry,
Smell the flowers sigh.
|A rather lovely picture from www.simplyhaiku.com|