Richard's Poor Almanac by Richard Thompson for February 17, 2014
Transcript:
winter haikus in the empty space immortal beneath the soot parking lot snow pile. jello from a mold wet sand from an upturned pail laughable hat hair. 10 0 10 muffled scream if i hear that phrase "mass of arctic air" once more i think i will scream. kid 1: whine whine whine whine whine adults are like, so wimpy kid 2: snow days suit me fine.
puddlesplatt about 10 years ago
Love these…please…more tease
aerilim about 10 years ago
Deja Vu? I’ve seen this before….
Laura Chapman Premium Member about 10 years ago
Haikus get a starWinter encapsulatedIn your poetry.
Sisyphos about 10 years ago
—And this doesn’t even take into consideration the “Polar Vortex”!
scrabblefiend about 10 years ago
Years ago it was the “Montreal Express”. That was just a part of winter. Now, we have more drama, because it is a “Polar Vortex”.
finnygirl Premium Member about 10 years ago
Love the “muffled” (in a muffler) scream! LOL!