ㅁ The rain turned to snow. But the sun was out, shining. I saw a snow-bow.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ Like a simile, these words have a role to play, but no one hears them.
– a pseudo-haiku. This is one of those rare daily poems that essentially appeared in my mind already fully-formed at my moment of awaking.
ㅁ This haiku's not one. It starts out with the right shape, but then it kind of just rambles off in some kind of vague narrative.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ In the dream: old walls... tumbled, fell, self-destructed... and nothing was left.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ Today's "Don't Do List": Don't compose pointless haiku. Don't stare at your screen.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ Three months in shadow. But then the sun clears the ridge... photons find the earth.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ I feel a bit lost, slogging through these recent weeks. Dreams have taken charge.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ I craved great power... a poem for an admin: sudo cat haiku
– a sudo-haiku. A note of explanation: this haiku is an inside joke, for those familiar with linux system administration.