Monday, 25 October 2010

Haiku for the Crab

Wednesday 20th October 2010, A.Palmer

Sweet smirks turn sour-
He must be getting tired,
Choosing fewer words

Still means an hour
For thoughts to be transpired,
Broken into thirds.

Must be the cancer,
I sit helpless as it feasts:
Dreaded spreaded crab.


Now he won't answer.
Less pain when asleep at least,
Even on a slab.


  1. Woah. Didn't expect the ending. Love and Light, Sender

  2. lovely set of haikus.. well versed in wordplay! :)

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  3. The last stanza is a zinger, the form compliments the diction.

  4. Dear Arron

    Visited your other poetry and left a comment there not knowing which one is for OneShotWednesday.. finally I am here.. and these haiku's are wonderful, specially the one about the cancer.. nice imagery with crab... all are so beautiful....
    I enjoyed reading it...

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  5. the last stanza was quite a turnaround. Great write!

  6. Loss and morbid tinged work. The fact that it's so brief adds to its stark mood, which, after reading some of the more rambling work listed elsewhere, makes me appreciate your work even more.

  7. Great haiku and they flow with each other as well
    yes there is a morose end - indeed

    thanks for sharing with One Shot
    hope you have a great weekend

    moonie smiles