(Btw - I thought our haikus turned into a rather nice poem - how´s that for teamwork?
We could almost put it among the death poems!
Don´t you dare , rat boy
I am not done dancing yet,
grandma said to death
I'll meet you on the highway
Just don't leave me there.
"I wont" lied death to grandma
Death is very cruel
and some would say it's rather
temporary too )
Sorry about the interuption - now back to the game.
"Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know
Through the world we safely go" Blake
Yes IsagelI think it'd be hilarious to copy and paste all these pages of haikus as one long running one, just for the h of it, it's taken many twists and turns. But I'm not quite that obsessive compulsive.
still it tries to grow
deep and blackly twisted is
past foresaken love
past foresaken love
turns the soul to bitter ash
all perspective lost
If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!
~The Dresden Dolls
Hey, guys, don't forget about the real haiku thread!
all perspective lost
eschew logic for ideals
screwed immaculate
If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!
~The Dresden Dolls
screwed immaculate
golden-arch genuflectors
recite: "greed is good."
If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!
~The Dresden Dolls
recite: "greed is good."
Even though we do not know
What greed is, good is.
Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
What greed is, good is,
no room here for any
charitable men.
Charitable men
Put hot lead into the brains
Of Somme-drowning friends
Faith is believing what you know ain't so - Mark Twain
The preachers deal with men of straw, as they are men of straw themselves - Henry David Thoreau
The way to see faith is to shut the eye of reason - Benjamin Franklin
The teaching of the church, theoretically astute, is a lie in practice and a compound of vulgar superstitions and sorcery - Leo Tolstoy
Of Somme-drowning friends
write the poetry in sand
let the waves rush in
"Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know
Through the world we safely go" Blake
Let the waves crush in
See what stories they carry
Whose stories they tell
I have a plan: attack!
Whose stories they tell
Whose life they would like to take
Is it yours or mine?
In dreams begin responsibilities.
Is it yours or mine?
The life and heart that are
swept away by sea?
Swept away by sea
Drowned, forsaken, mourned only
By the keening gulls
This lone boy
Sets off on a journey
Grass for his pillow
By the keening gulls
I am guided to the edge
Safe harbor at last
If you had to live with this you'd rather lie than fall.
You think I can't fly? Well, you just watch me!
~The Dresden Dolls
Safe harbour at last
Refuge from the liquid maw
Of turbulent seas
This lone boy
Sets off on a journey
Grass for his pillow
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