A haiku:
“I don’t really burn”
was a foolish thing to say.
Pass the aloe, please.
Not a haiku:
They say that the best poetry
is that which awakens and soothes.
That must mean
you are pure poetry.
Two poems diverged in a yellow wood, so on and so forth.
A haiku:
“I don’t really burn”
was a foolish thing to say.
Pass the aloe, please.
Not a haiku:
They say that the best poetry
is that which awakens and soothes.
That must mean
you are pure poetry.