Here’s a blog idea: invent your own poetry form. Brilliant. I may have to write a spaiku for every day of BloPing.
Spaiku: A five syllable line, a seven syllable line, and then whatever you want!
Although it is fall,
desert temperatures soar.
Why the heck do I live here again, anyway?
My grandparents will
be visiting soon – oh, the
joy! I’d better get off my butt and finish their album…
No nap for my son
Plus a grumpy four year old
= early bedtime for everybody!
Leave a spaiku in the comments!
P.S. For anyone following the saga, we didn’t get the job. No moving for now. BAH. 😦