Form is not petty.
For trifles make perfection:
And that's no trifle.
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Form is not picky.
For small things make perfection:
That's not small at all.
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Don't call it haiku
If your poem is not haiku.
Call it: A brief poem.
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Haiku has strict form.
Restriction that frees the soul
To soar, to shape gems.
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Shape them, to cherish.
Polish them to shine and speak.
Gems do not perish.

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Written by Michael LP, aka MLP
aka PoetWithCancer, aka PWC, aka Mr. Poet
Composed on Thursday, February 24, 2011  
4:36 am PST  Temperature: 43 degrees F.
Humidity: 56 %  Forecast: Overcast
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