A collection of Whimsical Haiku poetry

Midnight snack, Samantha Rearick

 

Peanutbutter man

 

He comes to me in the night

 

Tasty, Gooey, done.  

 

Park Bench, Sharon Niedringhaus

 

Beneath the oak trees

 

Beside the flowing river

 

Two friends together.

 

A quiet call for help, Samantha Rearick

 

I did it again.

 

Writing uncontrollably

 

Help me- it won’t stop

 

Underappreciated, Sharon Niedringhaus

 

Able to scoop things

 

Like no other utensil

 

Yet not used often.

 

High School Hallways are like This, Samantha Rearick

 

Trying to squeeze by

 

I wish I wasn’t tiny

 

Getting late to class

 

MRI Scanner, Sharon Niedringhaus

 

Getting personal

 

What diseases might you have?

 

I’ll help you find out.

 

This isn’t what you think it is…, Samantha Rearick

 

Hey, you turn me on

 

When you walk in, light the room

 

Just don’t turn me off

 

Tin Foil is Wrong, Sharon Niedringhaus

 

I wrap up your food

 

But you don’t really know me

 

I’m aluminum.

 

The Week of Late February is Killing the Plants, Samantha Rearick

 

Oh wow! Look, it’s Spring!

 

Rising up to sun and-

 

Is that a snowflake…?

 

Recycling Bin, Sharon Niedringhaus

 

Trying to save the earth

 

Hey! Don’t throw that trash away!

 

Misconception hurts.

 

Facing your students like Richard Hartman, Samantha Rearick

 

Teaching your students

 

Discipline, through a yard stick

 

He’s always watching.

 

Door to Nowhere, Sharon Niedringhaus

 

You can go elsewhere

 

Just walk through this open door.

 

Oh, a broom closet.

 

Lord of Boards, Samantha Rearick

 

O’ mighty Whiteboard,

 

Come forth, bring us no more dust!

 

The Chalkboard is dead!

 

Fire Hydrant, Sharon Niedringhaus

 

I’m here to save lives

 

But it’s hard to be happy

 

When dogs pee on you.

 

It’s June, Samantha Rearick

 

This was a mistake.

 

I thought this pool would be warm.

 

It’s not August yet.

 

The Ballad of Lost Socks, Sharon Niedringhaus

 

I know you’re in there

 

There’s nowhere you could have gone

 

Now I just have one.

 

Self Control- Something I don’t have, Samantha Rearick

 

There’s one more cookie

 

I should really share with her.

 

Well, she isn’t here…