Welcome back to Haiku Hope.
For part 5 I wanted to write a short (hopefully humerous) Haiku about my bad eating habits. I recently wrote a blog post about habitual behaviour that I use daily that might seem weird to the outside world, but to me is completely normal (necessary, actually).
So this Haiku came naturally when I was thinking about the eating portion of that post. I wanted to talk in brief about the ebb and flow of eating and body image. It’s the way I live in a few short syllables. I hope you enjoy it!
The weight of a biscuit
Wow! I’ve lost a stone
Can I have a biscuit please?
Babe. Do I look fat?
If you knew how often my partner has to reassure me over the way I look you’d feel incredibly sorry for him. You might feel sorry for me too, I guess.
But we all need a vice, and I guess biscuits (and lollys, and chocolate, and brownies) are mine!