no idea how the statement (joke?) in the
subtitle should end. But yesterday was the International
Haiku Poetry Day and Bat Appreciation Day, so said subtitle just felt right. If
you can think of how to finish that joke, dear Poets and Storytellers, by
all means bring it on. I would love to read it (I’m always up for a batty laugh *cough*).
On a more serious note, I was searching the Web for bat haiku (yes, I said, “bat haiku”), when I ran into nightpoetry: poetry, prose, perspective, photography, archaeology and music. I’ve really enjoyed what I’ve read of the poet, including the haiku below:
to the Writers’ Pantry! Share your poetry or prose. Let your contribution
be old or new, fiction or nonfiction, short or longish (if you choose prose, then your word count should be 369
words or fewer). One link per participant, por favor. This prompt will remain open for a
week. Let us write. Let us share. Let us read. Let us discuss and such…
- for our next Weekly Scribblings, our Rosemary invites us to scribble poetry or prose about April. Those who are writing one poem-a-day should feel free to share one of those pieces here (from April, 2021) rather than write a new one. Or, if you can wait until Wednesday, she’ll share a number of writings about April which you may use to inspire your own.
(belated) International Haiku Poetry Day and Bat Appreciation Day!
🦇 😁 🦇
My ending to your joke is that the bartender refuses to serve them, saying to the haiku: 'You're not big enough; I can't serve anyone under 18' and to the bat, 'Sorry, we don't stock blood. You need the Twilight Bar down the road.' (OK, OK, not very funny – but at least I had a shot.)
(See what I did there? Bar ... shot.)Delete
Either you are funny or I'm easily amused, my sweetest Rosemary, because I roared when I read that the haiku won't be served because it's not 18. The poor thing!Delete
Furthermore it never will be 18! 17 syllables max forever. So glad you got it.Delete
I enjoyed the bat haiku, Magaly. I'm not so good at jokes, so here's a bat poem I wrote and posted last April:ReplyDelete
Against the fading sunset light,
small phantoms of the night
circle and dip, bat-blind
to the predicament of humankind.
They are still free to gather and fly,
flickering shadows in the sky,
while we hunker in isolation,
watching the planet’s devastation.
I'm not great at jokes either, Kim. One of the reasons I fell in love with my Piano Man was that he laughed at the same things I did. It takes a special sort of brain, lol! So, I thought I should hold on to him.Delete
The last four lines of this poem hit so close to home, during this time of pandemic...
Kim - I'm having trouble posting on some sites today ... so this is what I commented: I'd love to see her rise up through the ashes as women often get stereotyped in this situation. The single life in my opinion is far more desirable than a bad relationship!Delete
i knew Saturday was International Haiku Poetry Day. Didn't know it was Bat Appreciation Day. Thanks for sharing.ReplyDelete
I am so not a humourous person anyway my try on the subtitle--
A Bat and a Haiku Walk into a Bar… Nighttime's the right time 🦇 😁 🦇
I suspected that much, Gillena. If haiku are involved, then your ink is usually close. And that's so true about Nighttime. ;-)Delete
I love haiku! Delighted to read nightpoetry's tagline; finding out more of why those things are some of my favorites, archaeology, oh, my heart!ReplyDelete
Didn't know about Bat Day. Well, now I remember Bathilda Bagshot, great aunt of the bats ;)
Thanks, Magaly for today's P&SU party.
I'm so glad you noticed, Hazel! One of the reasons why I included the tagline was because I found it so compelling. It was so delightful to see poetry and prose and archeology and music together. I was all smiles.Delete
Ha! I always suspected Bathilda Bagshot was a tad batty. Or, perhaps, I should stop listening to auntie Muriel.
Good day, poets!ReplyDelete
Didn't know there is a Bat Appreciation Day. Those critters were loved!
If you don't mind :
A bat and a haiku walked into a bar.
"Thanks for hanging out with me", said the bat.
"No problem," said the haiku, "I need the moonshine too".
"Ah, but i can get a bit batty if i had too much of the stuff", informed the bat.
"That's ku! I will just take a hike," replied the haiku.
@dsnake1, Bwahahaha! From now on, haiku will have a super ku voice in my head. And I will probably look for one if I ever hang out with bats.Delete
Bat and haiku in a barReplyDelete
Makes me wonder where I are
Bartender, hold up that drink
I've had far too much, I think
I knew there had to be an explanation, lol!Delete
OH, that last haiku is amazing - My first poem back after my operation. Nice to be back :)ReplyDelete
I think so, too. It made me smile for a while.Delete
I hope you are healing nicely, Margaret.
Hazel and maybe Namrotha - I had trouble posting comments on your sites I think...ReplyDelete
On whose sites? Hazel posted on mine. I'm not sure about Namrotha... 😕Delete
I just seem to be having trouble with my FB connection - sometimes it works and sometimes not - and it is usually with WordPress... so I just feel guilty like they won't think I tried to comment...Delete
Oh, I understand.Delete
Kim ... I was unable to post comments on your site as well. This is what I commented: I'd love to see her rise up through the ashes as women often get stereotyped in this situation. The single life in my opinion is far more desirable than a bad relationship!ReplyDelete
I wonder if WordPress is having issues... Things were fine when I commented.Delete
Late to the party, but I short circuited this weekend Magaly, trying to keep up writing and posting too much poetry. Got the NaPoWriMo overload blues. My 74-year-old mind fatigues at times — oh well!ReplyDelete
My brain is 30 years younger, and even the thought of posting every single day for a month leaves it feeling fatigued. So, you see, you're still ahead. :-)Delete
Happy reading and (productive) writing!
Bat and haiku walk into a bar. Bartender says "Haiku!" Patron says: "Gesundheidt"!Delete