Bloody Haiku

all those bloody haikus

they are always way too short

just enough hook to reel you in

but not enough to get really caught

i don’t know about anyone else

a bit ripped off is how i feel

a frenzied seventeen syllable starburst

and then nothing but the still

(tumbleweeds and crickets)

but once you're five syllables in

there’s no turning back

it’s like wanting a meal

but getting a snack

five seven five

so much less is so much more

ahhh the mysterious east

it’s a Zen thing i am sure

hats off to all of those practitioners

of this form of literary art

who said it best said it for less

a winnowing of words from the start

there’s no right there’s no wrong

there’s no plot there’s no long

there just is

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In closing I would like to quote one of Australia's greatest philosophical minds, tried to find a video or a sound clip of His Royal Rodneyness (Get Rude on, Get Rude on) but couldn't:

"No No No, Fuckin No!" Rodney Rude

Peace and Grins People