Syllables arrive.
Haiku made of 5-7-5.
For a poem, quite short.
I write a Haiku.
Blood and toil and tears and sweat.
Then it's over. Bye.
Beth, it's Haiku day.
Must be the right length this time.
Not too long or short.
Don't count syllables.
Assume they come out ok.
And if they don't? So?
Haiku should not rhyme.
No one finds it worth the time.
Make other pastime.
Haiku made him rich.
He sold Haiku for money.
And invested well.
