© Marie Marshall.
not with 1,000 free verse’s can you do this thing
But one can try!
oh but how one tries
to write such line every day
sunrise to sunset
sunrise slaps my face
so I can get through the day
till sunset kicks me
Bloody right, my dear!
But times then wait ’til night, ere
sonnets will appear.
Blimey, everybody’s at it!
bahahahahaha! well, no EVERY bloody day… but most!
Yeah, but basically I have a notebook full of haiku about throwing the light-up digital clock against the wall.
most days are too long
to push in three sentences
days need two haiku’s
Expressing oneself in seventeen syllables is very diffic
Is that like ‘too many pairs of shoes’?
Ahahahahaha! Oh no? I know a guy who does that very thing. Unfortunately, it’s about all one can get out of him – so you’d better be into haiku.
<- sits and contemplates 'into'…
so sorry … into being 1960s American vernacular for “eat up with it”, which is 1860s Appalachian vernacular.
I got that.
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