your turn V, good opening line for you to start one.
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your turn V, good opening line for you to start one.
*I'll add in Janine and Il Penseroso's posts*
**oops. i took too long thinking of what to write, sorry.**
Of remembrance
As the quiet embers
Scorched the night and day.
Sorry Janine! It's me here. Is it okay? :)
Memory broke through
Out of midst, into you
Love is what conquers
Memory broke through
of that girl from the deep past.
She was still lovely.
I think the plan for the Shakespeare thread is not bad as it turned out. :)
gee, was that girl me? LOL :lol:
I will write a poem in a second, What did you think of the email reponses - were you happy with them or do you have other ideas for the Sh thread?
she was still lovely
as the breeze kissed her pale cheeks
and leaves circled 'round
Hey Uncle Virg, good evening! I like your haikus a lot! Giving a sort of different mood to each line makes it intersting. My thoughts travel far and wide and it is inspired! ;)
Dang! There are lots of good Haiku'ers in this forum. :thumbs_up::
And leaves circle 'round
The dark misty place haunts me
Like a horror film.
Like a horror film
The lights flicker on many faces
Fear decends upon the crowd
Yes, I am lovely - haha :lol: I get your drift about private - V!
Fear descends on the crowd
like fog upon a grass field.
He has a rifle.
That is right, Virgil, you are a pretty twisted person! LOL - sorry just getting tired, really it was cool advice. Hi L, how are you tonight?
He has a rifle
Hot metal in his tense grip
His heart left behind
All the people: Dead
They dont matter anyway
Useless stupid lives
I like yours better L...we must have posted same time! Now what?
Nice. That wasn't easy.
His heart left behind
for the girl who waved hi.
Short sandy hair curled.
now we have three - with same first line...everyone liked that rifle thingie!
Just pick from mine. I need to get to bed. Goodnight. :yawnb:
Short sandy hair curled
I gaze into my mirror
Kindness blesses my life
That's me in the haiku of course - I am going to bail out now too. Nite all!
cute poem, Virgil - bye!
Short sandy hair curled
Twist, twist, twist and it hurt lots!
She said "Ouch! Hold it!"
Thanks Janine!
"Night Uncle Virg!
Laindessiel, I never saw so many people who must have posted same time as on the last few pages, really funny to review them and read them all. Everything got mixed up this time around. What a wacky night! Hope tomorrow is better on H. You are getting the gist of it, good advice from Uncle Virgil. I had some pretty silly ones tonight....sorry. Bye all, see you tomorrow!
She said "Ouch! Hold it!"
It was too late, her heart fell
Smash to smithereens
Smash to smithereens
Beer bottle shards pierce flushed face
Out at the nightclub
Out in the night-club
all people were dancing madly
she was not only one
But she's only one,
For my soul is charred and grim
from the black heartache
___
Im being sad again!:(
that was great toni. I'm too tired to give it credit now but wanted to say whoever follows this one better do it justice:D
g'night all you haikurs , good luck with your writing! cant wait to chek the poetic updates in the morn....
From the black heartache
in the breast, cold ash stagnates
in no phoenix form.
Yeah! It's very confusing to read!
I am inspired, as always, by him. He's just a very venerable man you couldn't help but to be awed. I try not to simulate but just emulate. Hope it comes across...:)Quote:
You are getting the gist of it, good advice from Uncle Virgil.
In no phoenix form
Could she rise from the ashes.
Holds are often barred.
Yo Penseroso!
L, Glad he inspires you. So funny you call him Uncle V. I am older than him. Probably the matriach on this site...sigh. V is a big help to me, also. I seem to be getting the hang of writing H now. Last nights posts were really funny and confusing, as you agree. Our timing as group was all off. Must have been the moon....ha.
Love this new Haiku of yours. You are getting better all the time!
Holds are often barred
In hearts cracked now so wretched
Stark reality
Stark reality
shifts in continual gaze
to blurred contortions.
Sorry, have to bail out for now. Have to clean my house - ugh~
Good luck with the cleaning, Janine. :)
I'm so young at heart
That I feel like I'm sixteen
At four score and eight
Thanks P, ugh on the cleaning. I just put away all my many shoes so I can find the floor. Got tired already :sick: .Step one - tiny baby steps, I am afraid. My rooms are "Creativity gone a muck!" Just taking tiny break before dinner.
I liked your haiku! BTW - I have a Feb birthday coming up soon, too! Someone else on here is closer to mine. We will have to get a virual reality cake....what do you think?
Il Penseroso, I loved your haiku! very cool!
:D Here's my go ---
At four score and eight
I thought "how aged I am now"
Quite silly was I