The Mountaintop

Martin Luther King
Wasn’t perfect, which is proof
No one has to be.

My Gift To You

I wrote ten haiku
None of which are posted here
(Sometimes you luck out)

An Easy Mistake

This haiku’s not in
Iambic pentameter
But quite the reverse

Drownin’ In My Tears

I woke up with a haiku in my head–
Well, that’s not true. I woke up with the name
Of some old one-hit-wonder band instead,
And as an earworm, that’s not quite the same.
I worried in the dark about the group:
Was it a trio? Duo? Were there four?
When next I woke, their song was there, so, poop!
Don’t Pull Your Love is mine forevermore.
The answer, if you’re interested, is three:
Dan Hamilton and Tom Reynolds were two,
The third’s Joe Frank Carollo; you can see
How that’s confusing. Then came that haiku,
Which dealt with whether having no elbows
Would alter hat design. Now no one knows.

You’re Welcome, Will

When you’re right, you’re right!
I’ve just fixed the old man’s line:
“Brevity’s wit’s soul.”

These Aren’t The Geeks You’re Looking For

In what twisted world
Is Little Women sold out
But Star Wars is not?

He Knows

The Surveillance State
Pays a dividend each year
That’s why Santa Claus