Taking a Haiku in the Snow

6 Dec

In case you haven’t noticed, I have a very clever sister. Recently that smarty pants put her cleverness to the test and entered a wee writing competition in hopes of bringing home a trophy  treadmill. Yep, you read correctly. A treadmill. Clever AND fit. That’s my sis. I don’t want to get too deeply into it as the wounds are still bright red, but she didn’t win. She wasn’t even a runner-up. Here’s the deal: SHE WAS ROBBED!!!! That treadmill was ripped from her waiting feet.

So, in hopes of bolstering her creative ego I have hosted my own little writing competition. I challenged my friends (the word-ly adroit ones) to make December weather, well, less December weather-ish, by couching their thoughts on said subject in a witty haiku. The results thrilled and charmed me. Read.

when it’s not bitter

the weather is dismal grey

does the sun hate us?

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Ice coats the windows

the snow drifts deep, so I won’t

get the mail today

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winter has come today

tell the fashionistas that

gray is the new black

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My house looks naked

but I like to stay inside

maybe lights next year!

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You know its christmas,

When your neighbor blows circuits,

lighting up his yard

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Chilly chilly air

Blowing right through my sweater

Oh you naughty thing

*********************

Winter snow and ice

seem to bring dismay to all

folks over sixty.

*********************

Summer’s opposite

December weather is cold

Cold like my small feet.

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December abounds

with birthdays around

Jesus, Dana, Zach (Someone OBVIOUSLY has an ulterior motive here….)

Great, huh? Haiku hilarity. I was super-pleased with my friends, so I wrote this:

Wordsmiths are my friends

Making snow and ice clever

A blizzard of pride!

That was their prize. Oh, wait. Officially I am naming Christina the winner (nepotism and bias aside). This is her certificate:

SO, that’s it. Oh, no, wait. It’s not. I forgot to mention how our dad weighed in on this important competition. You’ve already been briefed about him, right? Well, here was his contribution:

Limericks are shrewd

There was a lady from Ott

Haiku doesn’t rhyme

This was our mom’s retort:

Try something for Dad

iambic pentameter

or maybe lim’rick.

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