Wannabe Haikus
Harish Nambiar September 19, 2004
Tags: haikus , succinct , poetry
A streaking black bat
In a forest
Of bright butterflies
And life is wallpaper no more.
***
Please oh please hurl
Bricks at institutions,
Else children will grow up
Thinking bricks only make walls.
***
My shoots shoot into oblivion
My roots
grope into oblivion
I am contented
Staring at the trunk.
***
Art is a distraction,
Isn’t addition and subtraction
Merely
Accepted abstraction.
***
Lecherous palms crane
Their reptile necks
Over the clouds
To catch the moon
A-changing?
***
These are not haikus as in the 17-syllable gems they should be. However, it is a 17-year-old’s approximation of the essence of the integral Haiku.
In a forest
Of bright butterflies
And life is wallpaper no more.
***
Please oh please hurl
Bricks at institutions,
Else children will grow up
Thinking bricks only make walls.
***
My shoots shoot into oblivion
My roots
I am contented
Staring at the trunk.
***
Art is a distraction,
Isn’t addition and subtraction
Merely
Accepted abstraction.
***
Lecherous palms crane
Their reptile necks
Over the clouds
To catch the moon
A-changing?
***
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