Haikus

Goodness knows I'm no poet. Yet I still engage in poetry writing every now and then simply because I enjoy it. I think that everyone needs some sort of creative outlet, even if the product isn't as stunning as they'd wish. So tonight, upon finishing my book review of The Kite Runner, I decided to read about haikus. I hadn't written one since middle school, probably, and I'd forgotten the syllabic scheme. After skimming Wikipedia and playfully toying with words, I came up with the haikus below. They follow a 5-7-5 syllabic pattern, except for the last one. And the first one is purely silly.

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The grass is greener
On the other side, perhaps.
But I prefer pink.

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Seeping through the cracks,
This wind feels cold and lonely;
Whispers of good-bye.

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Independence Day:
Diamond spectrums in the sky,
A blanket for two.

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Steal me with a sly,
Premeditated kiss.
They’ll never find out.

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