I’ve mentioned that I have done some 575 type verses, in response to the prompt words a couple of different accounts post on Mastodon. I’ve done a few actually, so I thought I’d do a round-up post for your enjoyment, or otherwise.
prompt word: tadpole
so the doctor said
‘your tadpoles aren’t swimming right’
*shrugs* didn’t want frogs
prompt word: phlox
so angry with me
dancing on his bed of phlox
kicked me in the bol…
ran out of syllables
prompt word: pheasant
be happy peasants
survive on minimum wage
and roadkill pheasant
And I did a couple that are just made up with no prompting, a sort of free form five seven five, if you will.
this is not haiku
just five seven five verse
that has gone horribly wrong
as I get older
my memory starts to fade
what was I saying?
Basho would love the humour.
As did I.
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He was the guy in the Beano, right?
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And his kiddos.
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Tadpoles lol. I love the humour here. Wish you’d finished the phlox poem—now I’ll never know where you got kicked!
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I know, sorry, it’s nuts.
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Haha!
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