PROMPTuesday #110: DLS

For this week’s creative writing prompt all I ask is that you tell me everything you wouldn’t tell your closest friend. Also, in telling me, you will be telling ones, no dozens, of others!


Sounds tempting, no?


And if posting your dirty little secret weren’t enough, I must request that you do it in haiku.


It just must be that way.


It’s zen and stuff.


Way back when, when I first started blogging as San Diego Momma, I entered a haiku contest. And I submitted the following:

“Online all the time

Husband about to leave me

I blogged about it”

And I won! A prize! A prizedy prize of gifty proportions!


So. In that spirit, please post your dirty little secret haiku-style.


There will be no prize. Other than the glow that comes from a job well done.


Meanwhile, please post your submission in the comments OR post in your blog and leave a link to your blog in the comments.


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13 Responses to “PROMPTuesday #110: DLS”

  1. […] feel almost guilty about this PROMPTuesday entry because I could do it in my sleep. Little do many of you know, but I moonlight as the Haiku […]

  2. James Curtis of San Diego says:

    Funny! Thanks

    James Curtis of San Diego

  3. De says:

    This is so much fun. I must be doing too much clean living these days – I have to think about it for a while to even come up with at DLS. Thanks for the food for thought.

  4. Husband hired a boy
    I dreamt of licking his chest
    while picking berries

  5. robyn says:

    tomorrow a job
    interview, my heart
    says sabotage it

  6. sarah says:

    You believe me kind —
    While I steep in cruelty, and
    Prick my voodoo doll.

  7. Laurie Ann says:

    I used to steal things.
    I was very good at it.
    I never got caught.

  8. Christina says:

    I am stuck on band-aid
    band-aid’s stuck on me.

    oh… no?!

  9. De says:

    Like greasy fingers
    Rashly wiped on my pants leg,
    Some wrongs stain; some don’t.

  10. San Diego Momma says:

    You little minxes
    With your secrets and true lies
    How I love you all

    (This is for you my dirty little secrety commenters)

  11. Stefanie says:

    I don’t daily make my bed
    And though I should,
    it doesn’t weigh on my head.

    And when my husband hasn’t traveled of late
    Instead of joy,
    My attitude gets stuck in a bitter state.

  12. I dream of cookies
    But instead I eat quinoa
    Oh how woe is me

  13. Retro Girl says:

    I do a post “Oh Yeah? Well Haiku To You Too!” on some Fridays…I’m actually posting tonite. My fave original Haiku by me is

    PMS is tough…
    Chocolate eases the pain…
    The scale doesn’t lie…

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