Walks rare as green smells
My yard a poop-filled glacier
Eternal winter
Tag Archives: haiku
Basement Exile: Poetry By My Dog
It’s time for a segment I like to call Poetry By My Dog. Today she brings another haiku however this one has a title and I’m not sure that’s legal. So call it a haiku gone rogue.
Basement Exile
Bedtime maneuvers
Hidden hope hides underbed
Til dog farts betray
Poetry by My Dog
And now it’s time for a segment I’ll call Poetry by My Dog. Today she brings a haiku about her adventures yesterday:
one, two, three delight
baby bunny chewy fun
when mom screams, i stop
k. Rawson 