Today my youngest son and I went on an adventure to the Cockrell Butterfly Center and Brown Hall of Entomology at the Houston Museum of Natural Science. For the very first time, we didn’t spend the majority of our time looking at dinosaur bones in another part of the museum. This morning was all about butterflies and bugs.
So let’s make that our theme for writing haiku this week. Your one verse needs five syllables in the first line, seven syllables in the second line, and five syllables in the third line. Mine hearkens back to childhood summer evenings in North Carolina:
Birds fall silent, then
a symphony arises —
crickets and their friends.
when kids are bigger
two hives tucked in a corner
sixty thousand bees
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The arachnophobe
is spider scared, amusing
the arachnophile.
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“The Good Lord made them
All.” Except maybe roaches?
Ungodly critters.
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before air-conditioning
our windows were open all night
to an insect symphony
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Good-bye, grasshopper:
mockingbird liked you for lunch,
and soon you’ll be song!
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