When you spill whole corn/
o’er the kitchen floor, at least/
you can know it’s clean.
Tag Archives: corn
How Good Fresh Corn Tastes: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
My glad face smeared with/
corn and butter, I give thanks/
for the gleaners’ rows.
Old Testament Principles: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
The corn long-ago/
harvested, I got a wave/
in the gleaners’ rows.