Summer heat Confused reindeer- Santa’s drunk. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Tumblr it Tweet about it Subscribe to the comments on this post
October 13, 1998
by mitcharf
0 comments
Tag Archives: poetry
October 13, 1998
by mitcharf
0 comments
Merry Christmas (radio edit)
Blazing summer heat Confused reindeer- Santa’s drunk again. Comments: The radio edit is the original version of the haiku. But I wanted some input on it. Specifically, I wasn’t sure about the words “blazing” and “again”. I could see reasons … Continue reading
October 11, 1998
by mitcharf
0 comments
Birds Fly
Abruptly birds chirp Scaring the harf out of me. Damn Audubon clock! Comments: I bought this clock because it made a different bird noise every hour, and I thought it would be interesting to have around — confuse the cats, … Continue reading
October 3, 1998
by mitcharf
0 comments
A Window On My Soul
Solitary and elegant Chinese toothpaste. Profound mystery. Comments: It really should have read “Elegant and solitary”, but that wouldn’t have fit the meter. I considered switching them and claiming artistic license, but I suppose I need to have principles. Bookmark … Continue reading
October 3, 1998
by mitcharf
0 comments
Haiku Method
Select the right words the sum of whose syllables equals seventeen. Comments: It’s as simple as that. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Tumblr it Tweet about it Subscribe to the comments on this … Continue reading
October 3, 1998
by mitcharf
0 comments
Jennifer Maas
Jennifer owns no objects without subtle worth. Sublime collection. Comments: I asked her to give me a worthless item from her person and she couldn’t find one. Everything she gave me was great! Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend … Continue reading
October 3, 1998
by mitcharf
0 comments
Untitled
Infintesimal Angry brick wall pizza dog Soft: “Yes, galaxy!” Comments: Yeah. So I don’t know where this came from. I don’t know how I thought of it. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Tumblr … Continue reading
October 3, 1998
by mitcharf
0 comments
Bad First Line
Too conventional It definitely needs more surrealism. Comments: I had tried to begin a haiku with “Sleep is a specter” and I quickly became disgusted with that choice of a first line. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on … Continue reading
October 3, 1998
by mitcharf
0 comments
10/3/98 10:19am at Metro
Guys with mohawks pass. Attendant reads a novel. A lady walks in. Comments: As you can see, the morning was very exciting. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via Reddit Tumblr it Tweet about it Subscribe … Continue reading
October 3, 1998
by mitcharf
0 comments
Hour 38
Thirty-eighth hour was quite anticlimactic. No parade or clowns. Comments: Most of my milestones seemed anticlimactic. It’s hard to get excited when you’ve been awake for almost two days. Bookmark on Delicious Digg this post Recommend on Facebook share via … Continue reading