Today’s haiku challenge:
My style is the five/seven/five syllable structure. Here are my 10 haiku poems (with the liberty taken to add a helpful “ed” on the prompt word):
lured me and hooked me
like a fish, then you cut bait,
left me flopping here.
lured me and hooked me,
but then left me hanging here,
with my guts dripping.
lured me and hooked me,
and left me here — taste of the
hook still in my mouth.
lured me and hooked me,
but tossed me back in, and I
can’t swim anymore.
lured me and hooked me,
filleted me for dinner, and
gone by the morning.
nothing can lure it
away. depression is here
to stay; it’s stubborn.
anxiety is
lured by everything it sees,
and that’s the problem.
bee was lured by the
flower; a welcome petal
puddle he buzzed in.
bear was lured by the
promise of honey today,
but beehive too high.
lion lured only by
the lioness; she brings his
roar to a murmur.
