Haikus for:
The House of Rats
A
perfect circled
Moon,
in the center of the
Sky,
full of vermin!...
Looking
for my rats
In
the wet weeds,
I
found a cat!
The
cat: little body, big eyes
A
sleeping cat—
He
doesn’t know, that:
The
Moon’s turned down
Low!
The bloodshot rats are romping
With
bind nuisance!
The
flies in the house
And
the fog on the weeds
And
the rats in the leaves
Is
quite sad, — the rats
Lowers
themselves from the roof,
By
a hair’s thread!
A
quiet moment—; Low moon,
Low
weeds, just cooking some stew!
All
God’s creatures
Must
be fed also;
This
not true?
Yes!
God provides, for
Even,
the unfluctuating flies,
And
the napping moths:
The
worms in the grass, the rats!
The
rats in the house of rats:
That
are now in the
Cellar
window, erect, —this quiet
Thursday
evening…
On
the edge, the shelf’s ledge:
Looking
at the Big Dipper…
Munching
on autumn
Leaves,
and hard tobacco—:
Loving
heads side by side,
Awaiting
supper.
Pending
the stew to be done;
Watching
for the cat,
—still
curled up, in the weeds!
In
a perfect circled moon!
No: 4657/12-25-2014
This ten stanza Haiku poem consist of three styles:
the 17-sylable, the 13-sylable, and the Tanka (17-sylables plus a set of seven)
