You might want to revise - you spelled infinite wrong - I am a poor speller too but it looks like a typo. Nice Haiku though; I like it.
His maxims obeyed,
They bow to his majesty;
Henry Fifth does rule.
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You might want to revise - you spelled infinite wrong - I am a poor speller too but it looks like a typo. Nice Haiku though; I like it.
His maxims obeyed,
They bow to his majesty;
Henry Fifth does rule.
Thanks for correcting me. Yes, it was a typo lol. (It's very challenging to write a good verse with a select number of syllables per line. That's why I like this.)
Henry fifth does rule,
a conquest beset within
a resistless fort
Glad your are back on the thread. Personally, I got addicted once I got the hang of it. At first I was all thumbs and did not do the syllable count correctly. Now it seems to come naturally. This thread is totally fun, and a good learning/thinking exercise.
A resistless fort -
Henry swells with noble plans,
Against all odds.
Sorry, big Henry V fan - love the film!
against all odds
set right yet undone again
tranquility gone,
Tranquility gone,
Confusion ceased fate's hand; King's
Son a garden lost.
Still thinking on Henry V and his son Henry VI
Nice poem below your Haiku - did you write it? You are a "romantic", Adolescent09.
Son a garden lost,
Left home and never looked back;
Mother's heart forlorn.
Mother's heart forlorn;
Feeling sting of rejection,
She weeps all night long.
She weeps all night long,
Because no answer exists,
Crushed with emotion.
Crushed with emotion,
Heart of shattered splinters bleeds,
Boundless sorrow weeps…
Boundless sorrow weeps—
At the tomb of His dead friend—
“Lazarus, come forth!”
(Yes I did, thanks.; my goal with that poem was to make it as short as possible but flow very smoothly. The rhythm of the poem makes it roll off your tongue in just a few seconds..)
"Lazarus, come forth!"
your omnipresent desire,
depleted, I condemn
sorry...got in too late! and now I'm really confused...
my apologies...I did not mean to cut you off. :(
Depleted, I condemn
Those threatening sanity,
Ego anchors self.
Adolescent, why don't you post your lovely poem in the "share poem" thread? It would be nice to share it there. I think in here, it resembles a series of Haiku and it is confusing some people. I thought it was Haiku's at first, too; now I think Susan S thinks it is and does not know how to proceed with H thread lines.Quote:
Originally Posted by Adolescent09
The poem does flow nicely; I like how you described it to me. Janine
Ego Anchors Self
But the anchor sinks the boat
please don't drown yourself
Please don't drown yourself
Virginia Wolfe, such insight;
Worlds we can not know.
Worlds we can not know
what lies inside of his head?
I haven't a clue.
(I often seem to be clueless, don't I? Sensing a haiku trend here . . . hmmm. . . .)
I haven't a clue
like scooby-doo slip-sliding
being chased by ghosts
Being chased by ghosts,
Gray myst floats by my window
Shutters in the night.
Shutters in the night
Hide when the moon is out there
I rest beside you
I rest beside you
in wavy summer grass, mouths
full of blueberries.
Full of blueberries,
Steaming pie crust ozzed out blue
Juice, sweet aroma.
That was brilliant, Uncle Pen! I had to actually count the syllables because it seemed impossible to put a dialogue in a haiku.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pendragon
Juicy sweet aroma
The bees and flies surround it.
Shoo! Fools, go away!
Beautiful Janine! Hello!
juice, sweet aroma
of appricots and spices,
soon fills the glass with longing.
whoops, I was too slow - thought no one was out there this late . Hello beautiful - yourself, Lainy!
Haven't seen you lately to talk to.
Shoo! Fools, go away!
Women, we're the fools, 'cause we
Longing fills the cup.
well, Lain, I tried to fix it!
It's nice, don't worry about it. It's 3:15 P.M. here now. (Although I worry about your last line...)
hi guys. :wave:
Longing fills the glass
with moonlit drops of honey
and bitter lemon.
and bitter lemon
made bitter hearts - This is
the days of our lives.
That was nice, Riesa..
The days of our lives
Combat the war of the worlds
Deep within our hearts
So sorry, Lain, you are right - boy did I mess that one up big time. Forgive me, girls. Riesa, you did a good job fixing my last line, thanks. Can I change mine now? I will take it from your last line, Lain. It is 2:41 AM here:yawnb:
Deep within our hearts
Lies the core of our true souls
Hide from it we can't.
The overused :" To err is human. Perfect is boring." It's okay Janine! ;)
Hide from it we can't
The tears,longing in my eyes
Tutti mi manchi (I miss you all)
Thanks, just tired and can never seem to fix them right when I post too slow.
Someone else has to take this one. I don't know what that means. Going to bed anyway...can't think now.....nite:wave:
Goodnight Janine! The last line means "I miss you all" in Italiano. ;) I have to bail out now too. Zia Zeny is waiting for me... ;) Someone else will take over...
Good, have a nice day with Zia Zeny, whoever that is.
Tutti mi manchi (I miss you all),
said the girl to her goats, as
the slaughterhouse loomed.
the slaughterhouse loomed,
without a care, cattle moved
through the gate of death
Thank you, My Flower. I didn't think I could do it either! ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by Laindessiel
through the gate of Death,
the long dusty trail now over—
cattle become food…
cattle became food,Quote:
Originally Posted by Pendragon
irrigated corpses,
carcass for the crows