Saturday, February 19, 2011

My preferred medium

Something about pregnancy makes me think in haiku. Perhaps it is that seventeen syllables is the full extent of my attention span. Here are a few I conceived during lunch.

Without melted cheese
I could not survive nine months
Sorry bovine friends

I am enormous
More than I thought possible
Like a Volkswagen

Stretch-marked abdomen
Five weeks til you resemble
Crumpled newspaper

I am still alive.

Five weeks to go!


Autumn and Barrett said...

Conceived...ha ha! I love that you haiku pregnant. Maybe baby is a poet.

Hang in there.

Liz Johnson said...

I would pay money
To see your pregnant belly
Please post pictures now.

End of pregnancy
Makes me think celibacy
Is my future plan.

I really love cheese.
I could eat it all day long
And into the night.

Tree Peeps said...

Wow - 5 weeks left! That's amazing, I can't believe you are going to have a little squeaker in just 5 weeks!