Things always evolve. Without investi-
gating, it feels like haiku, written more
strictly, don’t break up separate thoughts on
separate lines. On the other hand, son-

nets can be much more strict without doing
this. The stricture of both would yield an in-
tense pressure when mixed together. Integ-
ral numbers of haiku would never fit

Inside a sonnet. It’s really too bad
because it would be awesome If that were
the case. Instead, you must write eight haiku
that are complete and then you are stuck with

four syllables; Unless you write a son-
net ending with the word “etcetera.”

Things always evolve.
Without much thinking on it,
it feels like haiku,

written more strictly,
don’t break up separate thoughts
on separate lines.

On the other hand,
a sonnet is much more strict
without doing this.

The stricture of both
would yield very great pressure
when mixed together.

But nice round numbers
of haiku would never fit
Inside a sonnet.

It’s really too bad
because it would be awesome
if that were the case.

Instead, you must write
eight haiku that are complete
and then you are stuck

with four syllables.
Then your sonnet has to end
with an extra word:

“Etcetera.”

Things always evolve. Without much thinking
on it, it feels like haiku, written more
strictly, don’t break up separate thoughts on
separate lines. On the other hand, a

sonnet is much more strict without doing
this. The stricture of both would yield very
great pressure when mixed together. But nice
round numbers of haiku would never fit

Inside a sonnet. It’s really too bad
because it would be awesome If that were
the case. Instead, you must write eight haiku
that are complete and then you are stuck with

four syllables; Then your sonnet has to
end with an extra word: “Etcetera.”

Things in life evolve.
I, now uncaught on detail,
resolve that haiku,

when planned more strictly,
will not break a single thought
on separate lines.

On the other hand,
for sonnets, great shrines more strict,
more pursuing sound;

the stricture of both
could recombine with pressure
when mixed together.

Doing round numbers
of haiku, would misalign
within a sonnet.

It makes me sigh, too;
for, on my honor, I’d cry
if that myth were true.

Instead, there must be
eight haiku to see it through;
and then I combat

with four pale sounds.
And its sextet, for a tail,
sports “etcetera,

“etcetera.”

Things in life evolve. I, now uncaught on
Detail, resolve that haiku, when planned more
Strictly, will not break a single thought on
Separate lines. On the other hand, for

Sonnets, great shrines more strict, more pursuing
Sound; the stricture of both could recombine
With pressure when mixed together. Doing
Round numbers of haiku, would misalign

Within a sonnet. It makes me sigh, too;
For, on my honor, I’d cry if that myth
Were true. Instead, there must be eight haiku
To see it through; and then I combat with

Four pale sounds. And its sextet, for a
Tail, sports “etcetera, etcetera.”

Or should you?

Lately, I’ve been wondering if I should destroy one short humorous poem in particular.  If anything I’ve written ever becomes of any concern to anyone, eventually someone will get around to digging up that damned thing. Continue reading →

I don’t write free verse these days.  Free verse is just prose.  Prose with poetic bent, to be sure, but still prose.  Less form? Less function.  Continue reading →