| Poster: | ahaikuforyou |
| Date: | 2005-12-10 18:48 |
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blurry reflection reminded me that i am also a human
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| Poster: | ahaikuforyou |
| Date: | 2005-10-01 16:09 |
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Within my alter A slaughter makes a barely Audible whisper
An infant mind with With a weathered guise gets thrown around by the tide
In Hades without the ability to die By drowning myself
But with impending Disaster heavier at Every moment
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| Poster: | ahaikuforyou |
| Date: | 2005-09-25 14:38 |
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"a haiku for you" is more haiku than this four syllable cop out
Accidentally typed the wrong address, or is it destiny?
Haiku doodling: pedestrian poetry for the populous
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Everyone is gone Nothing left to visit there Except memories
Lunch by the graveyard House bunnies nibbled at books Hockey with the boys
How many more times Create, love, and abandon A new life, new home
Will I fill the world? Rentals haunted with the past Towns no longer mine
Then where will I go? Live in the shadows of life No empty places left
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Can you sing a haiku? Poetry for the lyrics Choppy abrupt songs
Creative boundary Yet a melodic hindrance Feels very “Yoko”
No one listen, ‘kay? I want to sing, breathe, express Safe from fear and doubt
There has to be more More than anxious essays Towers of paper and guilt
What am I doing? More important: what I am Still don’t know, just yet
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| Poster: | deathbypoetics |
| Date: | 2004-02-10 20:33 |
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| Mood: | bored |
Sipping herbal tea To get a sense of culture Hot life in a cup
Okay...that one sucked You try writing a haiku About fucking tea
...I'm sorry...really I shouldn't take out anger On those I don't know
No! Fuck that shit, man! I pore my soul into this My life - poetry.
Who am I kidding? I'm just killing some spare time With meaningless words.
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Sometimes I wonder why I'm excited for spring. What awaits me there?
To walk across stage to hold a peice of paper, Pride of my parents.
A sheet which stands for all things and nothing at once. That makes me worthy?
And with that paper comes uncertainty and stress, no neat scheduled life.
Spring, should I obsess over what I will gain then? Or what I shall lose?
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Which one is a Haiku? Does it go 5-7-5? I get them confused.
I learned about them I think in High School English A long time ago
We had to write them I always thought they were dull Remember Wayne's World?
"It's like you're looking down at Wayne's basement, only that's not Wayne's basement."
I love that movie. I like the second better. Which is kind of rare.
Christopher Walken The weird naked indian and Jim Morrison
Plus the part where they have to sing YMCA That part is funny
Know what else is good that's a sequel: Airplane 2. Excellent movie.
"Ouver served over Unger, even though Unger was under Dunn?" "Yes."
Or from the first one. "Surely you must be joking!" "Don't call me Shirley."
It was close to that. It wasn't a direct quote. Real quote didn't fit.
Okay, I'm outtie. Time to cook me some dinner. Peace out Amigo.
Joey's blog can be found here
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A Student Teacher's Joy
Why don't I mind a ringing phone at five a.m.? "Snow day, go to sleep."
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Five more hours to go I serve some giggly stoners. Shit, that must be fun.
Unforgiving pot, Not so much in drug content. For me, the muchies.
Dream of getting high In the back room of Subway, Get stuffed on cookies.
Try to count the bread, Laugh my ass off at the dough. This is too much fun.
Hear the front door ring. Stumbling out to customers, Laugh at their order.
'Sir, your eyes seem red,' They say; I get slightly nervous. Is this man a cop?
'I just cut onions,' I say with a slight giggle. Shit! They're on to me...
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Do I write haiku? I can't remember my last. It must be winter.
The cold steals my thoughts. I try to create, but alas, nothing good has come.
I want some coco, but we have no milk steamer. It's just not the same.
I'll have to make do with hot baths, citrus, and High Fidelity.
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No grandparent's love, White sheep, my brother and I. They never missed us.
In life or in death burdens on a Christmas list for those left behind.
Regrets? None my fault. Superficial holidays, Not like the paintings.
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Judge me not in this. Villains speak the striking lines, Branagh has presence.
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Thirty feet below Grab for the respirator Taking a wet breath
Something is quite wrong Clear the mouthpiece, try again Still no oxygen
The panic starts now Fears stayed all through the training Unleashed all at once
Dive con intervenes Replaces snorkel with air Relief and “OK”
Shake for rest of day Ditziness can be lethal Can’t trust myself now
I’d rather not be The cause of my own demise Prefer the land now
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Inflammable and Flammable really shouldn't Have the same meaning
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Sorry that I didn't get a topic up on Monday. It's been a full week and I haven't really even updated my own journal.
Anyhoo, this week's topic is "Stupid and potentially life threatening adventures." I think we'll get some good ones. ;)
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Struggling for the words to illustrate myself now thesaurus is lost
Watching movie to escape forget about life’s disappointments dwell in the possibility
Write a script to say all that I’ve never expressed that dream could come true
Could fall through the cracks between laundry, doubt, packing overwhelmed and lost
Never knew I was quite so melodramatic before this haiku
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Random trivia and massive amounts of loud, spontaneous fun.
Book worm tendencies outweighed by a new found love of being myself.
Invisible steel runs through my soul, tempered by childlike wonder.
As hard as Jell-O and soft as an ancient grudge some days, just a hug.
Hmmm...could my prose be any purpler? :-p The topics will make things easier.
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New community. We all like writing haiku. Join us and have fun
A new theme each week guides our poetic journey. I choose, we all write.
Post one or many, we enjoy reading all work. I have no pants on.
So yeehaw! We got our community started. The theme for this weekend is "Getting to know you." Write some haiku about yourself so we can get to know each other. I'll have a new theme on Monday. Feel free to invite all of your friends. :)
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