Please excuse the comma splices, tense changes, verbosity, etc. I was just a youngin' and now I realize the error of my grammatical ways. Plus, I preferred the flowery and descriptive writing styles of the early 19th century and beyond rather than the short, journalistic post-Hemingway-style of writing. I love intense imagery and descriptions in general. Still deciding whether I should edit my old poetry for grammar mistakes or take the Beatnik approach and fuck it.

Disclaimer: I only wrote/write on bad days. Grand days have never inspired me enough to write as I've always used writing as an outlet. A majority of my poetry is angsty, dark humored, or depressing, however, I don't have depression, and I'm not self-destructive or suicidal by any means. My writing is mostly a tenfold representation of the kind of day I was having at the time. Embellishing the realities of my bad days on paper helped turn them into good days. Not sticking my head into an oven anytime soon (or ever, actually). :P +10 points if you got the reference.

Thanks for reading! Feel free to comment

Thursday, April 5, 2007

The Season's Haiku Collection


The onset of time,
Trees blossoming, birds singing,
Everywhere you go.


The sun gazes down,
Beach-goers are all around,
Swimming and playing.

Leaves of all colors,
Blow through the harsh, yet cold, wind,
Winter is nearing.


Snow falls from the sky,
Birds fly south and blizzards come,
Fireplaces burn.

Copyright © 2007

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I suggest you make this into a single poem with a title like 'The seasons' or something along similar lines. The reader should be able to tell which season each of your poems relates to without you having to tell them so don't bother. It's much more interesting that way. Other than that, the imagery is pretty and they're quite good.