A Collection of Bad Haiku Not Adhering To Literary Haiku Standards

A Collection of Bad Haiku Not Adhering To Literary Haiku Standards

A Poem by BLANKSK
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Exactly that.

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Inflated cheekbones
Perfect replica of you
Your carbon copy
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The love of my life
She cries in the big city
Squeeze her hand tightly
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The yarn from her head
I wonder if the girl knows
She smells like sea glass 
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Arts and crafts project
My little homunculus 
My own animal 
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A sugar cube kiss
Stirring it counter-clockwise
Masks the bitter tea
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Stand tall and stare straight
Plant your feet, steady yourself
The flood is coming
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Blankets keep me safe
Cigarettes make me older
I break my own heart
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Pallid expression
Sour realization
Lingering feeling
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I remember it
Just one particular day
Dying was cool then
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The leaves turn and crisp
Beneath my looming figure
Decomposition
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Ghost flesh melts these walls
Peripheral paradise
Heartstrings resonate
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© 2013 BLANKSK


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I love where you talk about smelling like sea glass. And, the "Sour realization." Great choice of words and imagery. OH! And...(as I laught at myself here) the last verse, "Ghost flesh melts these walls"...amazing!

Posted 11 Years Ago



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