Sunday, April 22, 2018

Weekend haiku

He writes poetry 
so fast, the ink is still wet 
on his second book 


His book sent early, 
Bill suffers from premature 
mass publication

Friday, April 20, 2018

Friday haiku

Some of his writing 
is so cheesy, he could make 
poetry nachos

Thursday, April 19, 2018

Thursday haiku

The electrical 
room's next to the ladies room, 
don't get them mixed up

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Wednesday haiku

Greg is not squinting 
from the glare, but because he 
doesn't like people

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Tuesday haiku

They say I'm well, the 
voices in my head, and I 
almost believe them

Monday, April 16, 2018

Monday haiku

If no matter how 
hard you push, doors stay closed, then 
consider pulling

Saturday, April 14, 2018

Weekend haiku

The killer poet 
likes groups of grumpy people, 
or a mass of curs 


The killer poet 
doesn't show emotion, he'd 
rather bury it