Showing posts with label he. Show all posts
Showing posts with label he. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

A Haiku about the Word of the Day

He’s autochthonous.
He’s native, sprung from the land.
He’s “Word of the Day”!

Cathy Dineen

Saturday, April 28, 2007

A Haiku about Role Confusion

role confusion
who is he and what am i to you?
this life in song

Ian Row

Monday, April 09, 2007

time for bed, possum
oven mit puppet voice in my head.
now he's in my bed!

Ian Row

Sunday, March 18, 2007

"A bomb scare," he said.
Masked by Grand Prix frenzy,
the people persist.

Ian Row

Friday, February 16, 2007

A Haiku about the Mystery of the First, Second and Third Person

"Don't ask us," they said
"OK, I won't," I replied.
"Did he?" you wonder.

Chris Gill