For the inaugural Friday Writings at Poets and Storytellers United (no more Writer's Pantry or Weekly Scribblings, they've been melded into one with an optional prompt), I went with the prompt, albeit quite unremarkably! A haibun, but not. In other words, a paragraph and a 5/7/5 that is not a haiku. Nor is it a senryu. So, it's that "everything else" form zappai! Can it still be called a haibun then? 🤷
Also, the first Tuesday of the month over at Tanka Tuesday is Poet's Choice. My choice is a... um... prose/zappai, of the Taco Tuesday sort!
Friday Writings prompt: "...write poetry or prose about food: cooking it, eating it, sharing it, craving it, dreaming of it … the choice is yours."
I like tacos as much as the next person does. They’re really a perfect food, completely customizable. Beef or chicken, both or neither. Pile on the veggies and cheese, or leave them naked. Sour cream with a side of chips and salsa. Or chips and guacamole. Even guacamole with a side of guacamole would work! While I’ve never stopped at any of the many city taco trucks, I do enjoy the aroma wafting my way at the stoplights. Now though, I'm beginning to wonder, has this taco popularity thing become taco-mania? Has taco love gone so far overboard as to include the pets? Mickey’s favorite dog treats are tiny tacos. The cats have catnip and silvervine stuffed fish tacos and hot sauce. I bought a squeaky dog toy salsa “bottle” just yesterday! Is this taking it too far? I say, not at all!
join your pets for lunch
tacos, salsa optional
mine chicken, cat’s fish
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|cat toy filled taco truck - Dollar Tree |