Zombie Haiku by Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle
into that zombie plagued night.
And take the shotgun.

Zombie Haiku by Walt Whitman
Every skin atom
form’d from this soil, this air,
tastes like chicken meat.

Zombie Haiku by William Shakespeare
To bite through the skull
or beat it against the wall?
That is the question.

Soon after, real poets and writer joined in the fun:

Back to the buffet
for second helpings-
Care for a rump of infant?
- Billy Collins, former U.S. Poet Laureate and author of the lovely Ballistics: Poems

If zombies smoked pot
maybe they would skip the brains
and settle for cake.
- Doug Benson, writer and comedian regularly seen on Best Week Ever

The day I died you
tried to put a bullet in
my head. You missed. Lunch!
- David Wellington, author of the terrifying Monster Island trilogy

Link – Thanks Ryan!

(Photo: Zombie Walk San Francisco 2006, more at Laughing Squid)

Picking up where John left off with the cat haiku, here are some zombie haikus at ZombieRama:

Playing fetch with Spot
is dangerous when the bones
he brings back still move.

I felt your lips, teeth
brush against my shoulderblade,
but it was not love.

The vegan zombie
cares not for sweet grey matter
they cry out for graaaaaaaaaaains!

Link – via Locusts & Honey