Since I have nothing interesting to write about today, I figured I’d post a haiku. I wrote it Wednesday on a plane (can you tell?) on the way home from Chicago.
Given the flight’s length, a haiku was just about all I had time to write.
Anyway, I’m entertained that is as close to a “traditional” haiku as I’m ever likely to compose. I hope you don’t, you know, hate it.
Puffy white beauty
Insubstantial below me
40,000 feet
#1 by Mom Puddin on September 24, 2011 - 12:16 am
Love the haiku, how long does it take to get from Chicago to home? (You know we’ve only done the car thing!!!)