Ylana Maya - Day 9 "Hay-kuwwwww"

Day 9


Turn a Tweet into a haiku.


So... I'm not a Twitter-er and as such I have no clue who or what or where to find such things as "tweets".
BUT 
I can develop an understanding of what a Haiku poem is.

Traditional Haiku Structure

The structure of a traditional haiku is always the same, including the following features:
  1. There are only three lines, totaling 17 syllables.
  2. The first line is 5 syllables.
  3. The second line is 7 syllables.
  4. The third line is 5 syllables like the first.
  5. Punctuation and capitalization are up to the poet, and need not follow the rigid rules used in structuring sentences.
  6. A haiku does not have to rhyme, in fact usually it does not rhyme at all.
  7. It can include the repetition of words or sounds


Five syl-a-bles makes
The first line of a haiku.
Poetry varies.

I do not twitter,
It does not do much for me,
No need to twitter.

First, five syllables,
Second, I type seven more,
Then another five!

Beauty lies inside,
But that is where it must hide,
So let it be so.



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