Two of a set of haiku I will be submitting to Ryk McIntyre's project "Look Up In The Sky!" It's a set of Superman related haiku.
Superman's Calm
You never hear him
yell at crooks, "I'm Superman
you gun-throwing fucks!"
His bottled city
smells like hamster-cage sometimes.
Yet, he doesn't mind.
Why have we only
seen his best power--the kiss--
in Superman II?
His kiss can make a
loved one forget his secrets.
We've all wanted that.
I might go back and add to this.
Something more substantial tomorrow. Maybe.
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I can't believe there are no other comments. These poems are great.
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