Blues Haiku Thread

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  • DopeBeastie
    DopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    they made him low
    bearing him on shouldered pall
    his smoke is still his
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,390
    he's turning to smoke
    leave tobacco for his road
    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
  • trappedinmyradio
    trappedinmyradio Posts: 1,189
    a tin roof bouncing
    the rain above . . .
    splash . . . his stool rock back
    I'll dig a tunnel
    from my window to yours
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,390
    fallen like his broken stool
    my scarfed head touches floorboard
    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
  • somebodythepsychic
    somebodythepsychic Posts: 40
    in the web of love here I stand the sacred place
    Consciousness is Power
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,390
    somebodythepsychic wrote:
    in the web of love here I stand the sacred place
    It's rare that a one line haiku in English works, but this is very good. It has many layers like a web, eh?
    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
  • DopeBeastie
    DopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    Ms. Haiku wrote:
    he's turning to smoke
    leave tobacco for his road


    duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude...

    my g/f be talking to this dude with a hairlip?
    and I am internally DYING to hand her my copy of Tobacco Road




    ssssHIT!!!




    lol. you always make me think of stuff.
  • DopeBeastie
    DopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    Ms. Haiku wrote:
    fallen like his broken stool
    my scarfed head touches floorboard



    paced thinking in silence
    poultice to the healing mind
    my scar fed
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,390
    PastaNazi wrote:
    paced thinking in silence
    poultice to the healing mind
    my scar fed
    Oh my I'm feeling like a loser. You started posting before me and you have fewer posts than me. When I started you posted poetry all the time. Shame on me, what the hell do I do with my time . . .

    time she wanders
    at once in age
    counted
    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
  • DopeBeastie
    DopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    lol...

    not sure why you feel like a loser
    you publish, and I assume you actually pursue poetry
    with some other function than my personal emotional binge/purge

    i should be ashamed, but you know... 'sall good :D
  • olderman
    olderman Posts: 1,765
    blue imagines sky
    yellow dreams sun spots rage on
    timeless black to blue
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,390
    blues imagination
    turn to spinning black
    recording contract
    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
  • DopeBeastie
    DopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    "I'll be the blue above the black of you." ~ Jayscott


    pinched brow, opened mouths
    miss whisky scented microphones
    yellow teeth chipped
  • somebodythepsychic
    somebodythepsychic Posts: 40
    In the web of love

    Here I stand the sacred place

    Nevermore the dark

    Watashi wa shigoto ni ikimasu
    Haji me mashte
    Ta dai ma
    Consciousness is Power
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,390
    in light's web
    a spider weaves
    darkened dust
    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: 7,390
    Very cool, T!

    I wore the wrong outfit on the right day
    am I in the right state?
    Wednesday
    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
  • burtschips
    burtschips Posts: 734
    I'd walk in the cold
    and my head is afog
    cos it's cold here too
    Salut baloo
  • Ms. Haiku
    Ms. Haiku Washington DC Posts: 7,390
    walking barefoot
    on a swept sidewalk
    stuck and stiff


    Walking outside this evening, my man hasn't heard my bell.
    Walking outside this evening, my man hasn't heard my bell.
    He's playing his own music with another one named Shelle.

    I told him that I loved him, but he just packed his clothes.
    Yes, I told him that I loved him, but he just packed his clothes.
    I saw leaves quickly shift when he slammed the door closed.

    I gave him my money.
    I gave him my sweets.
    I gave him my precious time
    that I could have spent with Pete.

    Oh, it's time to shut the windows, and take my coat from the rack.
    My Pete could massage the aches and pains from my welcoming back.
    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: 7,390
    3 hours lifted off this cookie sheet
    removed with one bite
    Dear John
    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
  • olderman
    olderman Posts: 1,765
    late is early is
    middle muddle, this darkest
    time is mine alone
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green

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