If my soul were a puppy,
It would leap up and lick your face.
It’s just that excited for all that you are.
Tail wagging.
Unabashed joy.
To catch a glimpse…
To see the arrival…
of You.
It’s time for another haiku tree! And in keeping with the season, a virus laden themed one.
Here’s how it works:
You can add a branch to the “trunk” of my haiku by filling in the Leave a Reply box at the bottom of the page with you own haiku, pulling from a word, phrase, or idea, in my original poem.
OR
You can branch off from someone else’s haiku by clicking on Reply by their name, and building your haiku around a word, phrase, or idea THEIR haiku inspires.
Have fun with it, and feel free to diverge from the flu-addled theme, this is just where it starts, who knows where it will go…
Oh, and a primer for haiku newbies – its a poem in 3 lines:
5 syllables / 7 syllables / 5 syllables
It’s that easy, not even any rhyming!
Here we go!
the bustle of life
halted. curled up, fuzzy socks.
snot-filled solitude.
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