Haiku For HaikuPosted: September 10, 2015
I looked at a map of Hawaii last night.
I used to do things like that because I am a geography nerd. But that particular map usually got my attention because I liked dreaming of going there some day.
Some day will be this winter; the dream will be real.
While skimming the map, I learned that there is a part of Maui called Haiku. It just seemed right that someone should write a haiku for Haiku. I wondered if there was anyone more qualified to write Haiku’s haiku than a non-poet who has never been to Hawaii, then decided there wasn’t.
Five minutes after I had the idea, my haiku was complete. I’m proud to present it here for your enjoyment.
Poem and town
Both are called haiku
I unite them
Good, huh? I’ll bet that you can almost feel the ocean breezes and see the pineapple plantations. I don’t know if there are pineapple plantations in Haiku. It doesn’t matter. I’m a poet; I have artistic license. I created a haiku to celebrate my artistic license.
Artistic License Haiku
It doesn’t matter
Truth is not a problem
After my visit, I will become Hawaii’s Poet Laureate. Don’t mock me. My Mom said I could grow up to be anything. It’s OK that I decided to grow up first, and then be anything.
I’ll bet that Poet Laureate gig comes with a sweet state expense account.
Expense Account Haiku
Mai-Tais on bar tab
Charge ’em to Hawaii
Poet drinks free