Not At All What a Haiku Ought To Be
Passing up stinging sun and flies.
The trouble is, nature’s outside.
Flowers I find in frames.
I recline in conditioned air.
Not at all what haiku ought to be,
where the outdoors is dreamy;
buzzing with hummingbirds,
flies and sun burning.
Not in trouble with nature,
outside of it all.
Air conditioning,
ice cubes, tall glass
and coca-cola.
It’s all part of the plan,
and a newspaper -
just in case
a flotsam fly
needs a swatting
because the sun
threw up its hands
and the bug declared
squatter’s rights.
I have a problem - the newspaper’s online.
Air conditioning is breezy, but I’m not fine.
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2024
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