Posted: under Alison's Haiku, Daily Haiku. Tags: night, poetry, travelMay 14th, 2009
by Alison
awake at night and
counting syllables at the
Marriott Hotel
Allison,
This sounds like me. Once my daughter asked if I was talking to myself, and I replied that I was counting syllables for a poem… she said oh that sounds like you… Ha!
Bonnie
Comment by Bonnie — May 14, 2009 @ 4:17 am
I compose and count at night, too.
Last night I was thinking about how I read Twilight and now you’re reading Twilight and I composed a Twilight haiku:
I’m reading Twilight. Don’t talk to me. Go away, and leave me alone.
Comment by Kelly — May 14, 2009 @ 6:05 am
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Allison,
This sounds like me. Once my daughter asked if I was talking to myself, and I replied that I was counting syllables for a poem… she said oh that sounds like you… Ha!
Bonnie
Comment by Bonnie — May 14, 2009 @ 4:17 am
I compose and count at night, too.
Last night I was thinking about how I read Twilight and now you’re reading Twilight and I composed a Twilight haiku:
I’m reading Twilight.
Don’t talk to me. Go away,
and leave me alone.
Comment by Kelly — May 14, 2009 @ 6:05 am