[OCD] Haiku Thread Compiled

[amuse]

http://www.online-literature.com/for...ead.php?t=1375

Yes Isagel I 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.

i'm not afraid!
for starters:
i don't know, maybe we can contribute a page per post? am instant messaging and thought to do this while on comp...


Pg 1

what will you become
anything you want to be
Truth in time will tell

though telling the truth in time
will likely save nine

Of the truths that were spoken,
Though nothing was said

I heard loud whispers clanging
oh my hangover

In hindsight I'd have hidden
and hung over you!

creepy big fat black spider
you sleep, mouth agape

An orchestra in your nose
Leaves, me plum-tucker'd

Leaves, me plum-tuckered (sic)
can't watch `the fall' anymore
it's now september

And I have noticed that den
still thinks I'm stupid

well now join the club my friend
we're alone, the end

But then again, that's not true
You've me, and I've you

some solace, such a harsh world
this forum bereft

I'm paralyzed with boredom
Truth and time have told

light a spark and catch the fire
burn and rage away

Pg 2

Burn and rage away
You might never find God, so
Hold on to someone.

use your hands arms words or heart
Intent is deemed good

But true intent is absent
I is someone else.

my cat another being
her licks and purrs soft

we won't bite anyone new!
why don't others join?

for this soft and playfull verse
Swallows sultriness

A skank and salty sickness
To the weakminded

Who cannot let flow their thoughts
So they vaporize,

those in the sun with their minds,
and all were happy

Until all the vapor froze
As thoughts sometimes do

Down the pipe and out the ears
Drip drop from your brain

the juices leave a blue stain,
on the hearts of rain

tiny mote of dust in each
i love the rain so

it comes with tears happily,
always misting you

september is here again
hiss and leaves dying

Pg 3 it is helpful to revisit this page, some repetition/confusion arises if you read without doing so. you may also want to clarify like so, if the situation arises in subsequent pages.

Hiss and leaves dying
At the Season's edge of a
Paternal razor

aggression and recession
she searches for peace

it gently disturbs her soul
comfort from the saved.

she searches for peace
that calms the tree of her mind
lashed by raving wind

comfort from the saved
rest my tired head calmly
embrace me my friend

put your arms around my neck
but don't do it twice

can only handle so much
addiction rents hearts

of hidious old scholars
to children's young mouths

cooked broccoli tastes awful
but I love it raw

'cause I'm a cute red bunny
frying in your pan

sweetbreads port wine and garlic
decadence spurs life

as the old feasting Romans
shouted to their slaves

plantation owners evil
devil incarnate

Page 4

devil incarnate
Beelzebub, Lucifer
became friends for life

And the squirrels and the birds came
To sing them a song

Twit Twit Twit Jug Jug Jug
Jug Jug Jug Tereu

You see me and I see you
Anyone seen den?

On Horseback in Amsterdam
Who started this all

What sweet Canadian Muse
Has tickled our ears?

You mean the Ice *****? Oh yes,
She comes from the North

To freeze our grins, make us ice
And then to crack us

She is side-splitting you know
And she has a whip.

To strain her horse when needed
And gallop away

Well, not exactly. The whip
Has many uses.

And gallop away
To chase her tresses, all gone
blown off by the wind

That inclines kamikaze
But don't do it twice

with an unfamiliar word
the brain gets confused

Pg 5

the brain gets confused
if small things suddenly mean
something different

in the ways that we can speak
all beauty therein

A blister on the eye of
Poetic vision.

twisted deep and dark, causes
nonsense haiku-ing

Well, now there's an idea
I can relate to.

a blanket of snow, so white
experienced not

your perception of these things
is alien to mine

doublespeak twist hidden word
double entendre

Comme ce est l'echafaud moche,
Hypocrite lecteur

Welcome to America
Here, have some french fries.

A gallon of dirty coke
Breakfast from Iran

Naan o paneer o sabzi
succulent kabobs

dripping with butter and herbs
charred, mmm, I'm hungry!

it's breakfast time here again
i crave lots of sweets

A cream sugar kiss. O sweet
Are the sweets of sin.


<<<have inserted breaks between separate haikus. >>>

[emily655321]

First off, OMG so neat. I almost saved them all in my personal folder a few weeks back, then decided against it. I have a question, though: how many posts are we considering a page? Because I have my options set to 20 posts per page. I forget what is standard.

[amuse]

i'm not sure how to set post numbers in options! i just saved to Word, copied, pasted, and it follows the actual page format of the "Shared HAIKU! Join in, it's fun!" thread. - the only reason that some pages may have more or fewer lines is the length of individual signatures and chats.
the only lines that i repeated are are at the beginning of each page, and ones that people overlapped because of simultaneous postings.
if i'm not being clear, plz let me know; i'm not worldly re: computers, and may not have understood what you asked.

[den]

amuse! you're crazy! this is wonderful! thank you so much!

oh my, that's a lot of work huh? Maybe I'll take a stab at it myself for some pages ... looks like standard format for this version of vBulletin is 15 posts per page. (they're numbered on top right side of each post window in white)

As it's a bit awkward to read as one big chunk with no breaks, I may copy and paste it into word and put a space between every two lines (as you've understandably omitted the repeating first line for ensuing haikus)

Reading it brought back some good memories for me, I can recognise some people's lines and it gave me a chuckle to read them again, the ~flow~ of a bunch of `strangers' making this together is cool which was the intent.

Anybody seen Dyrwen online? I miss his insightful moody poetry.

Thanks amuse

[den]

Pg 6


are the sweets of sin
so alluring to draw on
the pounds, oh! my weight!

The heavy ribald flavor!
Leaves a bitter taste

Bitter like a hot tear-drop,
Trickling down your face.

ink of procrastination
frustrating papers! :evil: :evil:

Whitman looms over my head
excuse to ignore

reality bites me hard
alone adrift lost

Damn Mapquest is wrong again
Whither San Jose?

do I know that song of yore?
words lost in my head

since for this whole weekending
I shut up my mouth

to look behind disappoints
wonder don't ask why

there was a lull in hikus
I'm glad the lull ends

Who am I inside, outside?
Poor, deaf, dumb and blind.

[Jay]

page 7

poor, deaf, dumb, and blind
are we who see self
as ugly and quite usless

the noble savage torments
self admirable

in light of the passing of
time, from knowledge gained

metamorphoses quickly
wisdom soon to be

embrace your cynicism
it will free your mind

to read with all the fervor
of one who has not

chosen his own way
will we soon know of?

new people starting new posts
without new replies?

i can hear carotid hum
silence is profound

page 8

Silence is profound
It flows through your body like
A .12 gage shotty.

Killuminati, I'll pop
A cap in your ***.

need the penultimate bad?
nah, you're too fluffy

(Yes, like those Mohair sweaters
You think are so hot.)

words mesmerise hypnotise
clothes external funk

vibrations raise rythm push pulse
reach heart by the eye

There is not a better thing
That's worth looking for

a double challenge of thought
keeps us on our toes.

when whence we came, makes no sense
step out, past regret

the path, cleansed by rain, leads
to the rose garden

in the yard, heart body soul
grow and nurture love

For love is the only thought
That makes any sense

Emotion beyond compare
Love, Life, needs all met

for those that really need it
without it, we last

[Jay]

page 9

without it, we last
Ideas of the past lost
although ease comes hence

branches and embracing twigs
lay quiet in leaves

Those dreams never fulfilled
Covered with cold snow

in my garden, all things rest
under white blankets

Lies a little weakened child
Maybe you know him?

nearly lost the will, near death
snow keeps pouring plain

While you watch them all leave
Never turning back

Closing open doors today
Soft petals fall fast.

As the autumn embraces
Smooth slumbering love.

my cat's unconditional
all we ever need

The heartbeats' steady whisper
Promising an end.

Sometimes temptating idea
An easy way out

If verses make you weary
Just change the subject

Get out of the room, go out
Even if it's cold

Watery air in Holland,
Raining meager tears

page 10

Raining meager tears
can't imagine dutch crying
it's a place i love

Now spammed by Latin Poets,
Not by Ovid though.

I know not this Ovid one
Seems Important though

i do not know the truth now
forever seeking

but not exactly finding?
innerward eye knows

And to outterward eyes flow
compassionate grace

Lumbs of meat swing as the dog
Begs for more to eat

once fed, the stray dog will starve
if the feeding stops.

we cease to post. How can we
know what happened then?

to the forum members who
are gone? Hope they're safe!

is a sincere sentiment
when lost and confused

Once I looked to charity
For deliverance.

we must hunger and thirst, and
truth will set us free

but sometimes i still feel trapped
in this stupid world

of the twilight zone. Now I'm
a senior member!

[Jay]

page 11

A senior member
What kind of nonsense is this?
No apple nor man!

Man nor beast, ape nor monkey
is so totally

bizzare the world in which we
live? No, we're unique!

You peeked, through the torn curtain
Awe, grace, power, light

I see it all and nothing
at all. i can't count.

counting syllables on my
fingers. for shame. word.

try to think of excellent
line for next person.

box for ideology
time to make own rules

Disgusting how this silk form
Attractes emptiness

like paper to my words. My
pen always runs dry

trees killed needlessly for my
for my thoughts, ideas

For how long i have fought
Only to change them

and then to change the world! But
I'm too weak to lead

Energy rushing through me
Only to die again

I thought it was all ok
twist my gut, heart pounds

reversing comfy-ness, now
lone... try, suspend fear

page 12

lone... try, suspend fear
then friends gather to support
We can all go on!

when the 'we' synchronises
serendipitous

sounds like that New York cafe
with monster sundaes

like Godzilla vanilla
with cherry on top?

papaya on the bottom
sickly sweet between

my brain is turning to mush
help me sustain hope

so get away from this crap,
start thinking yourself.

take charge of your own ideas
forge a unique path

regardless of others' spite
tendrils of shared love

join me in my quest for truth
to find you somewhere

somewhere unreal yet truthful
impossibly lost

and yet I still search for you
off the beaten track

She lay, rotting, dead behind
The railroad bridges.

[Jay]

page 13

The railroad bridges.
Undieing lasting untamed
Reaching for the sky.

i call out your name my love
oh, i've waited long...

why have you forsaken me
free me from this life

I can fly away from here
Free among the stars.

we still on planets can yet
explore them in dreams

walk amoung them in the night
touch them with thine heart.

teeth and tissue forever
with insouciance BE

Gush of jouissance; swelling tide;
Tumbling, shoreless sea.

Heath and lone, tossed waves discuss
I've an arm, do you?

with what do I write to you
I have the answer.

the snow wrote it on my tounge
letters white on white

purple turkeys satiate
and please my belly

forget all heart and thy mind
you make me happy

feel like the trees... so sappy
Life pair, we share... life

Darkness too bright to conceal
shadows raining down

page 14

shadows raining down
anxiety suppurates

bind, cleave the tension

with whom i share
this endless mourn?

do you cackle as you heat
that ancient cauldron?

...simmers Succulent Innards
for holidays feasts...

greasy goose and ham, and yams
Merry Christmass all!

Burn and rage away
take me into your love spell
here is my number

call me when you can to meet
under starlit sky

somnambulistic wander
Through the cold, dark night

Life experience dying
Loneliness for me

Vast expanse of starlit sky,
Distance between us

teardrops fall and sing on rocks
messengers of love

Swim subterranean streams
Old ancestral ways

innate instinct sacrifice
weeping, cleave my life

[ajoe]

Pg 15

Weeping, cleave my life
Endless scope of entropy
Movement, suffering
my Jaded Tower becons
autopsied psyche
reveals flying mermaids and
singing butterflies
Put speakers in birdcages
To distract our ears.
Scarves dipped in chocolate whisper
'Decadent secrets',
She says, though, I think the world
Will catch on someday.
When all earth's blood escapes through
Evaporation
Life rising high, bearing down
Precipitation
From our kitchen glitters in
The dishwater light.
lures me to tasty morsels -
charred, stinkin' chitlins
nothing to eat, slowly starve
die a bit inside
When the bow of Legolas
Penetrates my sight
penetrates my - oh dear can't
tell hubby, can i

[ajoe]

Pg 16

Tell hubby, can I
She said and she took the bait
And entered the cave
Descended in the darkness,
And was enlightened.
legolas shot true & tore
deceit asunder
Echo of his the muddy pool
That deceived his eyes
fortunately he was stopped
reason: DUI
But it was a hunting game,
Quite dimensionless.
and so, drunken, they for aimed
themselves on purpose
Plunged in fickle misery
And thus Big White Boy
- running towards Jack Foley -
Fell and shot himself
out of the cannonball towards
starlit clouds and dreams
Where one exotic woman
Softly strokes the moon
tells it: run away! - lest you
succumb to earth's schemes

[emily655321]

Pg 17

Succumb to Earth's schemes
Adonis blood crop scattered
To reap good harvest

Leave poor words and thoughts of love.
Behave with great care

heard children smile today they
stilled they moved my heart

dying they bored me to tears
dead I get last laugh

shamed i offered myself as
suttee on his pyre

I'll BE all the way with you
if only you felt

The wretched pain of my soul;
The wine of my grief

Flows deep as arctic water
Underneath Franklin

Lie a million lifefull forms
Swimming eagerly

To elusive shores - a sign!
"Beware Refugees..."

This land of the BBC
This lost Albion

[emily655321]

Pg 18

Those who sow some seeds
What they reap their soul it feeds
Unless they reap weeds

Then their hearts bleed upon it,
watering the lands.

Mourning mothers shed their tears
Death, occupation.

set on an old trapdoor stage
lit with track lighting

The horses run like lightning
Men watch delighting

while happy people dying
can't take the crying...

enfolding you in my arms
vanquish bitterness

Through vulnerability
Openness, sharing

People's loads to be baring
To show we're caring

We develop altruism
It makes us feel good

seems more passionate than words
merely typed on screen

Through the words our hearts are seen
Words are nice or mean

Something significant. Words
Are sometimes just words

our acts and thoughts and feelings
Mere words on a screen

One's emptiness can be seen
Inward self demean

[emily655321]

Pg 19

Inward self demean
This void, this vacuum, empty
Beloved haiku

Seventeen sweet syllables
Homage bestowing

In respect we are showing
Honor is growing

the future is sowing here
let the seeds fall now

Upon beds of noumena
Godlessness triumph

Season of satisfaction
A soul's subtraction

Leaves nothing remaining and
Takes nothing away

Gives everything to give life
No meaninglessness

Is in the truth I possess
Or words I confess

Truth, youth, beauty, hope, love, lies,
dreams awash at sea

and i don't understand this
this feeling i feel...

is liberation from creed
free from the tyrant

The world seems transitory
Fragile, beautiful

This world of ever constant
Mutability

Attraction of the senses
Stagnation defied

[emily655321]

Pg 20

Stagnation defied
Like a race of leaping deer,
Descending fields

Swirls of smoke and fiery fumes
Herald Harvest end

With blood, sweat, tears and screams. And
One fierce final push
When no more lives are born to
Days of suffering

Like cobwebs lingered with us
Come my love, let's live

And breathe the scent of love. Drink
Deep the pleasure wine

Valentine, we drink today!
May love ever keep.

not stultified in roses
red crimson passion

our life is a driven fight
night is our solace

shades tones and shadows we lurk
hope is in the night

Embracing you in darkness
With comforting eyes.

Lids closing forever on
War torn battlefields

Doubled-up brine-balmed bodies
Yoga for Goya

Passing time breathing, living,
Meaning through movement

To draw you closer to me,
Into the picture

i search for a meaning, you
should i go or stay??