Thursday, May 20, 2010

Vulture Haiku

I've recently fallen in love
with haiku. So elegant,
such an economy of words,
so Zen!

I love it so much, in fact,
that I've compiled five of
them here together to be read
either as free-standing haiku, or
as a five-verse poem.

What better subject than
the much-maligned vulture
for my haiku-ish debut?

* * * * *

The despised vulture
soars high like the noble hawk,
dines on his leavings.

Hawk likes his dinner
to be fighting for its life,
scared and protesting.

Death is delicious.
Tasty decomposition,
the vulture's delight.

They were made without
feathers on their bony necks--
their eating messy.

They rip and wallow,
rotting flesh so delightful
to hungry vultures.

Bon apetit!


  1. I'm so happy to see you back blogging here that the size of your poem doesn't really matter. I miss you SO bad!

    I love haiku, it's a work of patience and careful observation - I really wanted to write good ones, but my hectic life doesn't help at all.

    Your poetry is beautiful. You are beautiful. Kiss you. Love you! =*

  2. KC! Love you to, you beautiful Brazilian! Missed you! I've been immersed in the poetry forum. I've just come up for air!

  3. "Bon apetit!" What a great ending. And what a great beginning to your resumption of poem-posts. Like your other fans, I've missed you, too.

  4. Thank you everyday poet,

    Stay tuned. Avalanches of poetry to follow.

    Thanks for your support!



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