2 Haikus—Blue Note Haiku and Opium Warriors

Blue Note Haiku

straight scotch on the rocks
she loves me, she loves me not
tears a wet napkin

Opium Warriors

crazy Chinese ride
the F- Line practice kung fu
on the empty seats

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6 Responses to “2 Haikus—Blue Note Haiku and Opium Warriors”

  1. johemmant Says:
    March 12, 2008 at 6:40 am

    Both superb…………such energy caught; you have a knack for this (mind you I never was a haiku naysayer :) )

  2. Paul Says:
    March 12, 2008 at 9:11 am

    haha, i can’t re
    sist but i have run out of
    clevernesseses

  3. alison Says:
    March 15, 2008 at 3:42 am

    God if I could “do” haiku like this. Brilliant. I won’t be a stranger. I’m still here. Laughing because you replied to me while I was still wandering your halls over here. Blue Note Haiku is beautiful and sad…but sad can be beatiful.

  4. Scot Says:
    March 15, 2008 at 3:53 am

    thanks–I typically add titles to mine–like them better that way. a few rules broken seems to make them better. On in here there are street haikus which I guess Blue Note would fall

  5. RuckyStrike Says:
    March 19, 2008 at 3:46 am

    I’ve always thought a man’s drink says a lot about who he is… and scotch on the rocks? That’s the Steve McQueen of drinks… I loved the contrast between such a masculine drink and the vulnerability of the last line.

  6. Scot Says:
    March 19, 2008 at 11:01 am

    RS
    That had crossed my mind too–thanks for stopping in.

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