Once more, you have inundated the ol' inbox with a load of magical, mad, and messy little poems. Keep 'em pouring in until I'm slobbering drunk on your words. Here's a sampling of some of the quality haiku you've sent in from sea to not-so-shining sea and even around the world:
From The Human Stain from We Ain’t Gonna Make It, USA:
Doctors, nurses, and
COVID vaccine researchers
Pandemic heroes
From Seattle Snowflake:
1776-2021 (R.I.P.?)
Hey Joe and Kirsten--
Change the filibuster rule
So we all can vote
From Eve Fisher:
Dershowitz is now
shitting bricks. Trump wishes he'd
pardoned her, not Flynn.
From SPL:
The kid with a gun
Cries tears on the witness stand
What tears for the dead?
From Suffering fools sadly in WI:
Reject the science
Fire Fauci! Burn those masks!
Doctor, help me breathe
From VJ in NJ:
Billionaire playtime
Cock rockets, crypto, and lies
They're our heroes, right?
From Jenny in Staunton, VA:
Marco Rubio
Dude's not worth the syllables
Not even counting
From BB in LA:
Manchin blocked the bill
Someone may have snorted crack
West Virginia bleeds
From Arthur Tiersky:
2021: On the Bright Side
In February
Racist fuckwad Rush Limbaugh
Went to rot in Hell
From Chris in Hong Kong:
Hong Kong under the
Chinese Communist Party
eviscerated
I've only been through the first 24 hours of haiku. So keep your hopes alive if you've sent them in. More tomorrow. And probably Saturday. Once again: 5-7-5 syllables. Titled or untitled. Send 'em to: rudepundit (at) yahoo.com. And make sure you tell me your nom de rude and some place somewhere.
(Note: The title up there is from Laura Mvula's 80s dance party of an album from this year.)
