Skinny Hiaku

I know what a Hiaku is, kezza33, but thanks for being such a concerned citizen.

I will sleep better at night knowing you know the proper form for a Hiaku. 

I admit I did it fast, kezza33, but how many syllables do you count...? 

It's been a long day, and maybe I am just missing it....

Heres one, tell me if it's right:

a lonely person

Critisizing my hiaku

Nothing else to do

Was that better?

Edited by tmwelshy 2004-10-20 10:49 PM

spindley legs, boys don't call

can not wear shorts  got no curves

skinny girls hurt too

Ahh .. my bad inner poet... dredging up the deep pain of my skinny teenage years, opening my wounds to your artistic criticism. Hey - being skinny was NOT easy!! Don't hate us. (especially now that I'm still skinny - but with saddle bags and a pot belly )

truly fat is crap
clothes don't fit mirror is shocking
plus size is a pain

can't find workout clothes
Triathlon specific Ha!
We shop too dammit

Internal image
is not even close to my
real life existence

Wow, you guys are funny. 

...and poo-bear, I don't hate skinny, I was just poking fun at someone from another thread that was making fun of heavy people. 

Some of my best friends are skinny....

There once was a boy named welshy

Who had an afair with a jar of jiffy

Making him question his sanity

His hold on reality was definately iffy

His hold on the jar was quite clammy

It was passionate

It was strong

It was messy

It was wrong

He tucked the jar under his arm

Asking the world, what is the harm

The world shouted back, it is unatural

To love a jar of jiffy, and quite impractical

Not so, cold cruel world

Not candy or even chocolate swirl

I find Jiffy to be the perfict fit

for my spoon, knife, and yes, even my...........wit. 

I have to admit, I like the second better as well!

The marathon isn't for a few months, but I will post a report first thing!!!!

Tom Welshy is a poet

Peanut butter jar in hand

Poking and sticky

Nice.

Song "I like big butts..."
Guys mocking me as I pass
I yam what I yam

"Size Two" next to me
Complains that she is too fat
Poor self-torturer

I hiaku'd, I haiku'd....

Run like a banshee

Miles pass by quickly

Left the iron on

Warm weather gone now

Indoor biking not human

Trainer rides are hell

Where are my d#*mn gloves?

I need to run in the cold

Screaming all the way

Pool is still the same

It is getting out that sucks

Frozen popsicle

Can you tell the weather has changed up here???

Jen

Edited by keepitup 2004-10-21 10:24 PM

That made me laugh!! :) but Tom, really, would you bring a skinny person home to mom and dad? what would the neighbours say? it's a tough battle we fight for acceptance. But I think I've found my weapons:

swim, run, bike - i smile

hey look, i have calves and glutes!

good bye toothpick - hello ... tri's!!!

Wow. This is even worse than my grade 8 poetry. enjoy.

Edited by pooh bear 2004-10-21 10:28 PM

A new best buddy

An awesome hill climbing friend

My bike's  granny gear

(I am going to ride my first tri's bike route tomorrow and there are LARGE hills-not quite mountains)

Oops, accidental double post.  Don't want to see my lame poetry twice. . .

Don't hate the playa, Kathy, hate the game

I am just mocking the mockers....  What I am really mocking, though, is the mentality of what is considered attractive and the sad ideal modern media tells us to strive for.  I am attracted to all types of people, regardless of size.

And yes, Joanne, I would take a skinny woman home to ma and pa.  The neighbors won't say anything - they will just be glad I am not with THEIR daughters.....