words are wasted to
make lines work; a poetic
form doomed to failurewords wasted to fill
out lines, a poetic form
reduced to white noiseto fill the lines words
are wasted, a poetic
form of impotencetoo many words just
for the count, poems flabby with
verbiage, leakinga poet adds words
to force lines, sheer chaos, you
don't get your wordsworth
Perfect! I counted 17 in each verse. I cheat with haikus. Good for you!
Haiku writing starts
Without hope or remedy
But to keep writing
Purist critic laughs
Watching poet write haiku
On writing haiku
You find it funny
I would write about writing
In this haiku form
Haiku as written
Regarding writing haiku
Is “Meta-Haiku�
Nightly haiku comes
Seventeen syllable fits
Frightening children
If I write haiku
About bunnies and rainbows
Fulfillment escapes
Haiku muse comes
Ferocious morbid insane
Laughter of poet