Fraiku!
I never gave much thought to the Haiku poem. That all changed once I took a summer internship. Working full time in a cubicle, I suddenly saw the value of the confined poetic medium and its correlation to my life. The format can vary, but I tend to stick with the 5.7.5 model. That is three lines spread as five syllables, seven syllables, five syllables.
To bring the syllabic verse into some form of regular usage, and in part inspired by a friend’s “weekend limericks,” I am instituting the Friday Haiku. Though for lust of catchy terms, I will henceforth refer to this weekly post as “Fraiku.” Please enjoy.
Once a week haikus:
poetic joy to the world,
Lord of verse has come.
Okay, just kidding.
I am not really that vain.
It just fit so well.
But does fitting defend
my word choice and my message?
No, just make it cute.
Outside my window
a tree leans in to tell me
nature’s big secret.