(Maybe this form will appeal to some of you. M )
Some Haikus by Jack Kerouac in which he opened up the genre and made a traditional Japanese form uniquely American.
Then I'll invent
The American Haiku type:
...
Seventeen syllables?
No, as I say, American Pops:--
Simple 3-line poems
The windmills of
Oklahoma look
In every direction
*
Useless! useless!
--heavy rain driving
Into the sea
*
Straining at the padlock,
the garage doors
At noon
*
The tree
looks like a dog
Barking at heaven
*
Crossing the football field,
coming home from work,
The lonely businessman
*
On Desolation
I was the alonest man
In the world
(Desolation is a mountain)
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