1.
Wet cake still crumbles
Wet crumbs are still worth eating
With the bigger spoon
2.
California cold
Forty-five and I’m freezing
Meditate in fuzzy sock
Category: Haiku
Writer’s Ecstasy (haiku)
Fresh box of 12 bold
pens. If only they smelled like
brand new Crayolas.
-M. Ashley
Haiku to a Vase
Pronounced to rhyme with
“Base.” I’m not that fancy the
Bright flowers are fake.
-M. Ashley
Nobody Likes a Racist Sandwich (found Haiku)
Sliced Turkey Stacker
Only the whitest turkey
With Best Foods mayo.
-M. Ashley
(Real menu item. It was ten years ago, so I have no idea what restaurant it was, but you have to love it when the poetry Universe delivers like this.)
Dream Calories Don’t Count
Somnambulist’s cake
White frosting delivery
System in the dark
-M.
Giant Song
A charming giant
Sleeps curled up beside you, snores
Murmurs poetry
-M.
Shiver
Cold burns stimulate
The vibrant nerve your lover
Pressed his hot kiss to
-M.
Almost Ecstasy (haiku)
Fresh box of 12 bold
pens. If only they smelled like
brand new Crayolas.
-M.
Every Woman Look Here (found poetry: haiku)
Upright love with young
Women only mesh sex vid-
Eo sex photos…
-M.
(from the WordPress Reader View of an entity that follows my blog)
Haiku to a Vase
Pronounced to rhyme with
Base. I’m not that fancy. The
Bright flowers are fake.
-M.
M. N. Ashley 