We’re under attack The Brits are taking over Bloody hell we’re dead
Posts published in “Literary”
December Haiku Contest: Golden Hour
My boy is honey The sun wishes for his blaze He’s glowing embers
December Haiku Contest: Nothing Matters
I’m a speck of dust Nothing that I do matters It’s all a big lie
December Haiku Contest: What You Want
Ask for opinions; Ideas, think it over Then do what you want
December Haiku Contest: Sad Fishy
My fish won’t eat much Maybe he has depression Fish get sad like us
December Haiku Contest: First Snow
Final leaves fall down Snow glitters in the moonlight The stars twinkling
December Haiku Contest: Downpour
Cat watches the rain Pitter-patter on the roof Pondering its fall
December Haiku Contest: Winter is Coming
Ithaca winters Will there be snow days this year? We’ll wait and see then.
December Haiku Contest: Mistakes
Haikus are pretty bad, oops I think I messed it up, I suck at these
December Haiku Contest: Before Dawn
Bright, endless starscape Against the inky backdrop The waning moon glows
December Haiku Contest: Snow
Frosty wintertime A little dreamy snow falls Hitting the flower
December Haiku Contest: December Is Here
Chilly breeze in air Snowflakes clinging to my hair December is here
December Haiku Contest: This is a Senryu
Eating animals Is unethical. We should Eat humans instead
November Haiku Contest: Untitled
Deep below the sea Beauty is flowing freely Colors mottled art
November Haiku Contest: On Preparing For College
the most important field to fill when you apply? “no, do not send mail”
November Haiku Contest: Path of the Forest
Blight, Deep, Fierce Forest Shambling All About the Road There’s Somewhere to Rest
November Haiku Contest: Stress
Junior year is here: APs, SATs, no sleep. Will June ever come?
November Haiku Contest: Fall in Ithaca Haiku
Fall in Ithaca Warm and cold are together Leaves fall from the trees
November Haiku Contest: Hayk-Coup
Hayk Shakhzadyan, confronted with injustice, will now overthrow
November Haiku Contest: The Return to the Womb “Theory”
Thanatos, death drive Send me back into the womb Sigmund Freud was right
November Haiku Contest: Wolf
Composure, decreased An old, dreamy wolf wallows above a flower.
November Haiku Contest: 200 (Ha) IQ
I am a rebel I don’t follow the rules Ha, that’s only six
November Haiku Contest: Untitled
I really want to win this It better be good I hope this poem wins this big
Fall Feelings
Falling Leaves, pumpkins That is the smell all of fall cozy, hot cocoa
As The Sun Shines
Flurries of orange fall from branches brimming with green He likes how the red of her dress matches the red of the nearby trees Conversation…
Still Cows
Cows, stoic as they stand Watching over the green land When their presence on the grass Has come to pass The plants will grow long…
