Summer Haiku Poems

It’s summertime! So yay sun! Or not, for those who aren’t summer persons. Here are some haikus about my complete love for summer, because summers are made to for us to play and have fun. (It’s a shame that I needed to look up how to make haiku poems. So much for it being child’s play.)  And a few photographs which has nothing to do with summer and my feelings for said season.

 

Oh, summer days!

Hot as hell you season time.

I hate you, really do.

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I never liked you,

days of the scorching sunlight.

Go away, please.

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The birds come singing.

But on Twitter I do tweet

summer so boring.

 

Flowers are blooming.

Look! Busy bees come buzzing.

I hope they sting you.

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Trees do bear their fruits.

During summertime they do.

You’re dry as a prune.

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The sun shines so high

Blazing up the horizon

I hope you go blind.

 

The beach inviting

Bare your skin and enjoy it.

You are very fat!

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Going to the pool!

Splash in your new bathing suit.

Cover up, damn you!

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Don’t sweat it out, friend

Just enjoy the heat and play

You sweat like a hog.

 

I wish I like you

Maybe next year I will do

Or maybe not, bitch.

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Everybody’s out

Spending time under the sun

I hate everyone.

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“Oh summer, how I don’t really like you that much. But I’m not giving up. Every year, I still look forward to finally liking you. This year is looking like it’s not gonna change! But you’d come around pretty soon.”

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Field Trip

Random photographs. Plants. Flowers. Flame. Stones. Insects. Reptiles. Amphibians. Raindrops. Clouds. Shadows. Light. Colors. And the combination of everything. There are a lot of beautiful things within our reach. We just need to bring the spectacle back home.

Must Love/Hate Frogs

Ah, yes. Frogs. If you have seen my previous post about nature, you might conclude that I like hurting frogs. No, that is not always the case, my dear reader. It’s just that I am fascinated by them more than any amphibians and reptiles for that matter.

and it just so happened that small frogs frequent our front yard. It’s hard to let these frogs go and let them be their icky bigger selves in the future if you have the option to keep them in their tolerable sizes forever.

But I don’t like holding them. I must have tweezers to be able to express my utmost appreciation.

We all have a fair share of ‘frog moments’ during our Biology class during our sophomore year in high school. I know that the almost inevitable dissecting of a frog for our laboratory class in Biology will son be just another urban legend because of the ever changing methods of teaching.

I guess my fascination with plants and animals rooted from my being a frustrated man of science. Yes, I once wished (and always will) to become a botanist and/or zoologist.

I did that “When I grow up, I want to be a scientist!” thing during my kinder graduation.

Croak-a-doodle-do!