Ballot Disillusionment
Vote for a
man;
elect a thief.
Forgetful Old Age
Note for the
night:
eject the teeth.
An Englishman’s Castle
Moat round the
house
protects the weak.
Bridget Jones Knew It
Doting love
brings
you abject grief.
More Money Than Sense
Haute Couture
in
French Fashion Week.
Rural Idyll
Goats will roam
and
graze on the heath.
Gambling
Tote pays bills
when
the bet is won.
Questionable Taste
Mirrored walls
will
reflect the sun.
Personal Philosophy
Task for the
day:
have fun with puns.
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Today is Pi Day, celebrating mathematics. I suspect the day is American in origin because it plays on the date March 14th and not the 14th of March. We won’t say any more about that because, as my regular readers know, my head will explode.
In honour of Pi Day, I have posted these pikus (or piku; I’m not sure what the plural of piku is, as it’s a little used poetry form).
The piku is a blend of haiku and the first three numbers of pi:
Three lines
Eight syllables: 3-1-4
So, three syllables on the first line; one syllable on the second line; four syllables on the last line.
It doesn’t have to rhyme but you can write a chain of pikus as I have done here, and make them rhyme for fun. You don’t need to include individual titles, either; I have included them for clarity (aka: cheating).
If you fancy having a go, the easiest way is to write a prose sentence and then whittle it down to its bare essentials. Please do share in the comments if you try it.
By the way, anyone who says maths and poetry shouldn’t mix has clearly never read a Fibonacci poem. I’ll post one soon.
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