I promised I would start taking an old fridge poem each week and reinvent the poetic form to something more relevant to my life. I decided to do these chronologically. Well, this week is a haiku.
In October 2010, I did a post for Receptionist on the Verge called “The Origins of the Fridge Poem.” I talked about how fridge poems at my crappy, old job came to be. Then I posted this haiku:
Monday’s leftovers
Uneaten, long forgotten
Tossed at five fifteen
Prentice! You said you'd write a haiku! Write, dammit!
Haiku have always been a cinch for me. I’ve been doing them since my days at AMC. The form is easy enough, just five syllables, seven and five, and try to throw nature in for a Japanese bonus! These and limericks are almost involuntary for me. The hard part this week was choosing a subject for writing. Well, I’ve been pretty moody lately, and I experienced a few different emotions on Friday (when I originally planned on posting). I got distracted by life’s crap and the Persona 4 anime and The Super Bowl. Here is a trio of haiku expressing a strange sequence of mood swings I had one day:
Mood Swings on a Friday
depressed energy
a contradiction festers
infesting the soul
nervous energy
a lightening storm within, when
harnessed is success
joyous energy
exaltation through the blood
tingles through your veins
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