The haiku is a subtle, elegant art form. The spareness of words makes each one fecund with meaning. They are shorter than a tweet, yet evoke scenery, emotion, and the passing of time. The following are not haikus, in that fashion. They are silly “poems” that follow the 5-7-5 syllable scheme and are prompted by free stock photos (and one hilarious photo of the family dog.)
Too much off the top
Like Samson and Delilah
Whisper, “It grows back.”
Nostalgic objects
No phone, no pen, no person
We stopped using this crap
Swimmer stuck in time
Always about to surface
See? Look at her watch
It must be safe here
Surely, no storms will thunder
on this precipice
This needs to be fixed
Weekends will cost you double
Watch the plumber smile
Look at his sad eyes
Tears streaming down his white fur
He heard your insults
These haikus bring joy
Pippin will forgive, I know
Time again for smiles