Welcome to Bryntin’s effort at another weekly Haiku writing with, you’ll be pleased to hear, very little in the way of an alliterative introduction. This week Bryntin is determined just to get it written, penned, authored, crafted and otherwise thesauristically pressed into a readable text without any playing, messing, faffing or otherwise mucking about.
Let us begin some wordy creativity. Or commence with some perhaps. Either way, it’s probably best to start.
To use in the traditional 5-7-5 syllable mix this week Ronovan’s prompt words are:
Bryntin feels there’s probably a soggy and squelchy countryside walk feel to those words. Near a small stream. He’ll give it some thought.
Nope, he’s gone his own stupid way as usual.
kelly brook babbles
stone not gathering kate moss
old model cliches
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