Short Habit Poems
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Haiku 15
By: Tom Wright
2006
I’ve not accepted
Losing for fear that it might
Be habit forming.
pyramid of cans
stacked perfectly on display
crash ~ be still my heart
By
David Kavanagh
NONE’S FUN
Rabbit
Habit
Convent
Intent
Praiser
Raiser
Farewell
To Hell
Deacon
Streakin’
10/28/2016
Slipped on something
A new habit
Bad for my health
Ate away at my soul
Cramped my mind with thoughts
That habit
Was
You
Form:
Mike The Monk had a habit,
He liked to eat fresh oysters.
He'd buy a dozen to take away,
And swallow them in the cloisters.
A change in morning habit
Has revealed some extra time.
So I've now begun to use it
To produce some extra rhyme.
9/16/18
The habit mind
Is the holocaust
Of technology automating
Rational enlightenment
For the slavery of time
And poverty of creation
Here you go again.
Antagonizing me.
Begging me to give in to you once more.
Influencing me with your charm.
There I go again...
One habit to which I adhere
I clean out my Ford once a year
Back seat yet to fill
Keep truckin’ until
I’m no longer able to steer
on others putting
the blame is a habit of
abortive peoples
a show of fake blame
the lazy men and women
Love talk more than work
if there arises an urge
to follow a preset routine
it signals a stuporous stance
of habit patterns we need to wean
So in
Blaming less
We begin
I can’t afford
Your habit
Take this
Regret
You like
To dominate
And I don’t
Like girls
Like that
Some people say sorry
When they mean it
They say it
To be sincere.
Some people say sorry
Out of habit
They say it
To make peace.
Form:
And how much chuck could a nunchuck chuck if a nunchuck’s Chuck is Norris?
A chuckling nun habitually chucking her habit soon has none.
Habits can be changed
But characters can’t be changed
So make good habits!
God would make His character
Much more better if He could!
Unfinished dreams
The day changed its habit
Waiting for tomorrow
Unvollendete Träume
Der Tag ist neu und anders
Im Warten auf morgen
Afterlife
They came
Men with sharp axes
chopped down
the old oak.
It`s shadow
stood there
out of habit.
At Sundown
it disappeared.
The cowl or other churchly attire
The priest’s habit soiled with desire
The fanciest should Lucifer hire
His noxious nature will not expire
Each morning when I take a walk,
After putting on a shoe and sock,
I try to freak out a rabbit;
I feign I’m scared of him - strange habit.
plain and naked oaks
white-out-green on ev’ry branch —
neighbors disappear
2/23/2021
Spring Traditional Haiku
Sponsor: Malabika Choudhury
I take my shoes off
and roam only in my socks.
All my socks have holes.
R-eading
H-abit
E-levates
A-ptitude
N-icely
O-perating
T-he
A-byss
Topic: Birthday of Rhea Nota (March 31)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
No nose will complain about the smell of someone's fart, but don't make it a habit keeping track of someone's butt like a dog.
September 1, 2023
A perky young lady named Babbit
found humor in teasing the Abbot.
She thought ’twould be fun
to dress like a nun,
but he got her out of the habit.
I know a lad who kissed an whore
And all at once he wanted more
As luck would have it
He formed an habit
The ladies call esprit de corps