Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Ghetto Haiku on Grass (and my sausage toes)

Michigan's premier

Feathery flooring for feet

I want to plant you

(in my shoes)

15 comments:

Kazzy said...

There you are! I forgot to switch your address on my feed! How are things going? Do you miss Brazil? Are you settling in? Thanks for stopping by at my place.

InkMom said...

I think you are wonderful.

InkMom said...

And I promise I had not yet read your comment when I wrote the last one!

charrette said...

LOVE this! And glad you're back! Been missing you...


Hahaha...the word verification letters: taxed
Don't know if I've ever seen one more apropĆ³s...

Unknown said...

How I love soft grass!
And your ode was beautiful
(As are those cute toes!)

Kristina P. said...

Love it! I'm so glad you're officially here!

Heather of the EO said...

Best Haiku ever.

My toes are weirder (is that a word?) I promise :)

Brittany Ann said...

Awesome! I can't write poetry anymore. I can't hear my own thoughts over the pleas for cookies, and the fighting, and the disney movies.

Kimberly Vanderhorst said...

Our grass is full of ants, otherwise we'd so be doing the same . . .

Tobi said...

It's too bad Michigan isn't closer to Texas. (Who made that wack decision to put Michigan so far from Texas anyway?) Then we could converse in Haiku's.

Wonder Woman said...

I heart yummy grass, too. And yummy cake. Maybe a little too much on that last one.

Shellie said...

Awesome, except it's rained so much we have mushrooms growing in ours. Try that in your shoes.

Debbie said...

That is a great idea! Wouldn't that be fun?

J. Baxter said...

I have not been to Blogland in over three weeks, and upon my return I realized your new blog was missing from my sidebar.

If it wasn't so easily fixed, it would have been a tragedy.

Love the grass, want cake with strawberry fudge (is that real? is that allowed???) filling, and thankful you didn't write down your evil recipe for strawberry cake. Because I would have to go make it. And I'm currently feeling a bit "chub" myself.

And welcome back to the land of libraries - it's a wonderful place!

Elisa said...

I hate my toe. It has an ingrown toenail. I know... TMI.

I have missed my favorite Misplaced American! I'm glad you're getting settled!