Two Malnourished Haikus

A bit back Samuel Lott told me my haikus were not any good. I was not surprised. He has, however, praised some of my latter efforts. These two I offer today may not be so sporty either, but they are mine, and if I wait any longer to publish them, they will die on a page in a notebook. It is better for a poor poem to live than to die before ever being born. That is what a wise man named Jim Bob once said.

Haiku 14

The weather is great

Water is that perfect temp

Calming to my soul

Haiku 15

October is here

Twin Rivers is still open

I swim there daily