Hello, welcome to this week’s syllabillacly challenging romp in the 5-7-5 format, accomplished entirely without unnecessarily inventing new words.
Ronovan Writes has come up with the prompt words of Storm and Fierce this week.
As you may have read about in my haiku writing process last time, I shall now be taking a short break, hopefully without falling asleep, to consider the combinations of fricative consonants and vocative diphthongs propelled into my brain by the prompt words and will be back with short verse for you in a moment.
I feel most are likely to come up with something to do with the weather and may have some sort of clever second meanings to be read in to them with regards to life having a few wavy and lumpy bits and being all brave about steering through them.
I just seem to have had my brain stuck on what else could contain lumpy bits. I’m going for something hot.
Rolls went down a storm
They sold like hot cakes in fact
The chilli was fierce
Come back next time for another complete mangling of the Haiku tradition in order to see how much I will mess with it.
In the meantime, you can visit here and read everybody else’s much better entries written by people taking the whole thing even more seriously than me.