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by April Halprin Wayland

He teaches us
how to cook chicken.

My dog and I
are mesmerized.

Poetry Prompt: I’m going to come out of the closet and say I don’t think I’m the only one who stays up late to watch Chopped.¬† Am I right? And I’m not writing down the recipes.¬† Instead, I’m transfixed by the challenge, the drama, and the extraordinary creativity each chef displays under pressure.¬† It reminds me of the TV show Star Trek…when Scotty only had sixty seconds to save the Enterprise from blowing up.¬† All the contestants drip buckets of sweat–and so do I.¬† Eli pants.

This was originally written as a haiku…with five syllables in the first line, seven in the second, and five in the third.¬† But it just didn’t read right.¬† So I’m calling this a haiku in disguise.

It’s your turn. Is there something you do that you’re just a teeny tiny bit embarrassed to admit?¬† That’s often a good starting point for a compelling story or poem.¬† It’s exactly the thing I don’t want to tell you that hits a nerve with readers.¬† It’s called telling the truth.¬† Tell us the truth in a haiku…or a haiku in disguise.


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