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  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,369
    PastaNazi wrote:
    A black bear sleeping
    oblivious to winter's hand
    holding him in dream
    low clouds
    held by branches
    cotton candy
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,369
    PastaNazi wrote:
    stripped into the wind
    a sleet-kissed winter imp smiles
    slipping off the branch
    Eric Heiden
    slipping into gold
    warmed by television coverage
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,369
    PastaNazi wrote:
    trap door in the sun
    the blonde slipped through it living
    his eternal summer
    dyed hair
    to be blonde
    "summer"
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,369
    charles wrote:
    wheelless bike
    built for fools
    trudge to the summer
    upside down bike as
    ice cream machine
    haze
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • dyna2
    dyna2 Posts: 14
    Bilquis settles in
    Absorbing lovers and sin
    Worship borne again
    "Who was that guy?"
    "Jesus Christ."
    "Seriously, man, don't be an asshole, who was he really?"
    "Jesus Christ."
    "No shit? What'd he want?"
    "My apple pie and a cigarette."
  • dyna2
    dyna2 Posts: 14
    why the lightning's snide
    those insulting we deride
    petal's wilted tide
    "Who was that guy?"
    "Jesus Christ."
    "Seriously, man, don't be an asshole, who was he really?"
    "Jesus Christ."
    "No shit? What'd he want?"
    "My apple pie and a cigarette."
  • dyna2
    dyna2 Posts: 14
    asphalt pave'd snaps
    with winter's footstep's echo
    and tectonic shift
    "Who was that guy?"
    "Jesus Christ."
    "Seriously, man, don't be an asshole, who was he really?"
    "Jesus Christ."
    "No shit? What'd he want?"
    "My apple pie and a cigarette."
  • colors:weed is green
    the green makes my eyes turn red..
    i love green and red....
  • dyna2
    dyna2 Posts: 14
    colors:weed is green
    the green makes my eyes turn red..
    i love green and red....

    green the weed is thorned
    grasped and held, bloodied fingers
    stroke still the blossom
    "Who was that guy?"
    "Jesus Christ."
    "Seriously, man, don't be an asshole, who was he really?"
    "Jesus Christ."
    "No shit? What'd he want?"
    "My apple pie and a cigarette."
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,369
    dyna2 wrote:
    green the weed is thorned
    grasped and held, bloodied fingers
    stroke still the blossom
    weed
    by the butterfly's weight
    park bench
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Weed on a lamppost
    did the doggie, is the grass
    Such a word is 'weed'

    :)
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,369
    Weed on a lamppost
    did the doggie, is the grass
    Such a word is 'weed'

    :)
    you clever man, FinsburyParkCarrots :-)
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • setaside2
    setaside2 Posts: 1,084
    PastaNazi wrote:
    stripped into the wind
    a sleet-kissed winter imp smiles
    slipping off the branch

    ice strewn branches sway
    naked on the pond I may
    drowning darkened stay
    I'm stepping in front of the gushing hydrant in a hurricane. I'd like to see the traction I keep.
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    you clever man, FinsburyParkCarrots :-)

    Edward J. Vedder
    threw a large orange carrot,
    birthed a legend :cool:
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,369
    setaside2 wrote:
    ice strewn branches sway
    naked on the pond I may
    drowning darkened stay
    sunset turns the iced pond orange
    goldfish
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,369
    Edward J. Vedder
    threw a large orange carrot,
    birthed a legend :cool:
    black-cat eyeglasses
    due to lack of carrots
    myopic legend
    There is no such thing as leftover pizza. There is now pizza and later pizza. - anonymous
    The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    Starflock dawn cipher
    book of the dead
    hieroglyph death birds

    oh, love, what life now
    to die so beautifully
    in a flock of songs.
  • FinsburyParkCarrots
    FinsburyParkCarrots Seattle, WA Posts: 12,223
    I messed that up. I meant:

    Starflock dawn ciphers
    shadow the book of the dead
    hieroglyph death birds

    oh, love, what life now
    to die so beautifully
    in a flock of songs.
    __________________
  • Felicity
    Felicity Posts: 339
    charles wrote:
    rising tide
    liquid eyes
    brainstorm

    new disguise
    fate surprise
    more in store
  • dyna2
    dyna2 Posts: 14
    I messed that up. I meant:

    Starflock dawn ciphers
    shadow the book of the dead
    hieroglyph death birds

    oh, love, what life now
    to die so beautifully
    in a flock of songs.
    __________________


    tortured chiseled stone,
    images of lives undone,
    iron wrought, sung low

    these notes upon wind,
    philosophy carries in
    magenta dream, pumice sin,
    sudden gait, lost kin;

    cracked, eroded cape
    storms tempestuous with taste
    worn out minds in haste...

    tortured chiseled stone
    bas-relief carved out alone:
    iron wrought, sung low.
    "Who was that guy?"
    "Jesus Christ."
    "Seriously, man, don't be an asshole, who was he really?"
    "Jesus Christ."
    "No shit? What'd he want?"
    "My apple pie and a cigarette."