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Four Very Short Poems Masquerading As Haiku
by Chris Sorrenti
{humanity}
ants marching to the machine’s heartbeat
in and out of revolving doors
single file
{twilight clouds}
across the sky
these ghostly islands move
no ship ever to reach them
{brief on briefs}
pity, no lifetime guarantee
on men’s briefs
after X washes, one’s pride hangs out
{work}
in this home away from home
I ponder
belonging to neither
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04/14/2013 Author's Note: The fruit of haiku challenges at the now defunct Poesie.com. Upon posting them, the resident haiku expert said that they were very good poems, but not haiku. And though not adhering to the 5-7-5 formula, I’ll let you be the judge.
Posted on 04/14/2013
Copyright © 2024 Chris Sorrenti
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 04/14/13 at 10:28 PM The first one reminds me of the vision I had on a number of occasions while driving south on I-75 toward work in the Atlanta GA area. Going down hill you would see only this line of tail lights and little else in the predawn hours. Talk about people going through revolving doors. Thanks Chris for the memory starter. |
| Posted by Paul Lastovica on 04/15/13 at 08:15 PM haiku or not, senryu or not... they're all good, and I especially liked 'twilight clouds' and 'brief on briefs - for their artistry and humor, respectively. |
| Posted by Joe Cramer on 04/16/13 at 12:57 PM ... excellent..... |
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