If I did own the turtles ... why would I be on fanfiction instead of writing comics, movies, and cartoon episodes for them? 8O
Leonardo is both challenged to write haikus and is relieved to learn he can write about all he observes instead of strictly nature. He may be great or terrible at this, but these are his attempts at writing haikus.
. . .
Light comes from living room
A computer screen shines there
Don works late again
. . .
Smell of sweat wafts free
Smacks and grunts are heard by all
Raph is working out
. . .
Rustle of paper
Laughter between pages turned
Mickey is reading
. . .
Teeth, steel, and tail bite
Gray, soft fur covers father
Balance in all things
. . .
Red hair and green eyes
Keen mind and bright voice unite
Four brothers' best friend
. . .
White mask over face
Wooden weapons freely swung
Casey Jones on hunt
. . .
Smog in sky blocks stars
A million lights below
New York City night
. . .
Foul smells fill nostrils
Water running all around
Metal surrounds us
. . .
Passions flair, limbs fly
Weapons meet in clacks and clangs
Sparring refines us
. . .
The cup is raised
Steam is breathed in to smell
Tea then fills the mouth
. . .
Fields and woods behind
A house and barn rise before
We have come to rest
. . .
Old things surround me
Row upon row up and down
Second Time Around
. . .
Engines roar tires scream
Brother and his best friend whoop
Raph, Casey, ride out
. . .
What did you think?
God Bless
ScribeofHeroes