Did you ever write Haikus in school? The proportions are as follows: The first line--5 syllables, the second--7 syllables, the third line--5 syllables.
I always loved the challenge that it presented.
How in the world is one to get their point across in only 17 syllables?
I'm a girl! Doesn't this Haiku know that I need, as does any woman for that matter, at least 57 syllables to do it justice? Why do I have to be put in a box? For pete's sake, I am starting to feel a bit smothered.
Even though I love haikus, I didn't write any for years. For some reason, since I only learned about them in my school-age years, I felt that they were proprietary to that time in my life. I simply wasn't allowed to write any Haikus, unless of course it was a project assigned by Mrs. Welde. Right? How funny this mind of mine works sometimes.
Now I write Haikus. Not all the time. Just every once in awhile on a crinkled napkin, or an old page torn out of the phone book. On the back of the junk mail envelope. They all get tossed, but there is something satisfying about finishing a haiku...it's the same feeling you get when you finish a sudoku puzzle or when you find Waldo and his skinny red and white striped shirt amidst a sea of other red and white striped cars, construction workers, and dog sweaters. It's a short challenge, one that still allows me to change diapers, finish the dishes, interact with my girls, teach school.
All in only 17 syllables.