not-a-haiku for spring

I’ve always liked the idea of the haiku, and like everyone else I’ve taken a shot or two at writing them.  But I’ve become convinced that the syllable pattern, designed for the Japanese language, is perhaps too restrictive for writing in English.  So I sometimes write “not-a-haiku” in what I hope is a similar spirit.  If you like, consider this part of the cherry blossom festival that began in yesterday’s post.

  • Sometime over the winter
  • the driver’s side rocker panel of the Buick
  • finally rusted through.

(Or “finally rusted through.”  I can’t decide.  Decided.)

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