DAY, for good measure.
AFTERNOON, for having lunch.
NIGHT, do what you do.
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DAY, for good measure.
AFTERNOON, for having lunch.
NIGHT, do what you do.
NIGHT, do what you do.
A bit of everything, some
revelry, some fun.
Revelry, some fun
Had a darn tootin' good time
Now I want some peace
Now I want some peace
and shuteye, so why is my
mind still so busy?
Mind still so busy?
Could it be this lovely site?
Must be the coffee.
must be the coffee
darn Starbucks, you burned the beans
again. way to go.
again. way to go -
Bert. Where's Ernie when you need
advice, not action
Big Bert is here, brod.
I'm sorry, I meant Big Bird.
Ernie's damn naughty!
Ernie's damn naughty,
Send to bed without supper;
Bert cried his heart out.
Hi Lain, haven't seem you lately. I miss you. Of course, it is probably night there in your country...late afternoon here. Hope I see you soon, Take care ~ Janine
Bert cried his heart out
and the children came to see
puppet tragedy.
puppet tragedy,
despondant marionette (wrong spelling ?)
a top of glinted tears
A top of glinted tears
Formed by forgotten fears
And a new day begins
and a new day begins,
ephemeral sunset spins,
to nightly delight
To nightly delight
I raise my glass and offer
a most gracious toast!
a gracious toast,
to be for our sacred host,
whose insight lights ways
a most gracious toast,
up with the cups of tea lads—
March Hare’s unbirthday!
whose insight lights ways,
of dark opaqueness,
instilling within us mirth
instilling within us mirth,
and amicability,
to affiliate
to affiliate
with thine worse'st enemy
and band like brothers
and band like brothers
in all eternity,
when curtain of life doth fall,
when curtain of life doth fall,
in unison life's voices call,
gone to judgement land
(Sorry Pendragon)
March Hare's Unbirthday!
elongated ears sprouting,
fine, pink dainty cloth
Fine, pink, dainty cloth
covering picnic table,
matches rosy cheeks.
Matches rosy cheeks
her brown sparkly blouse she got
from her aunt's luggage.
Hope this is good.Gee, my first Haiku!
:thumbs_up Very good, Downing!
From her aunt's luggage
she pulls an unopened gift -
her sweet face lights up!
her sweet face lights up,
the ship sails into harbor—
son back from the war…
To all everywhere who have sons and daughters in war around the world...
Peace on earth...
http://military.momsbreak.com/Yellow...lipart%201.jpg
Glad to see Downing on Haiku! Welcome my dear friend. Nice Haiku and I get it,too; the blouse your aunt gave you for your birthday...good.
Son back from the war…
Scarless outside, pure, untouched;
Deepest wounds within.
Amen - "Peace on Earth", not just at Christmas.
Deepest wounds within
My heart all spring from our love.
Cross sleep in cold bed.
:wave: Hi Virgil
:eek:not an easy line to start with....
Cross sleep in cold bed,
Spread stark moon-rays, sudden fears
Haunt frozen bluish light.
Hi Janine. Sorry about the line, but I liked it. ;) Well, yours is not that easy either. :lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by Janine
Haunt frozen bluish light
On wild, red saturday night.
Creepy crawlers climb.
Yes, getting back at you V....was hoping you'd be next....a real challenge...you did good!
Creepy crawlers climb,
The wall is slimy, wet slick;
Creatures make me sick!
Hahaha! Good one, Janine.
Creatures make me sick
When they pick at my eye balls.
They're beaks are so sharp.
Their beaks are so sharp
And their tallons rend my guts.
Got a light, Guv? Aargh!
Thanks Whiff, another difficult line:lol:
Got a light, Guv? Aargh!
Wet cave wall reflects match glow,
My fears crawl on me.
my fears crawl on me,
like gaunt, odious sparrows,
to bring me further
To bring me further
into His glorious love,
He strengthens my will.
He strengthens my will,
In ways you might not believe—
Comforting Savior…
Comforting Savior...
Startlement with disbelief
Not peace, but a sword
not peace, but a sword
defines; the new turned earth for
graves, not spring flowers
graves, not spring flowers
must be arranged tomorrow.
Hark. Papa's whisper.