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sleep is so tempting
but what am i missing when
im unconcious

I'm unconcious
And on my face they run along -
five baby squirrels.

Ah, there are five little squirrels in an old bird-house on a rowan tree near my house. They are SO adorable and cute. The way they run on the tree, up and down like Spiderman, is just so cute to watch. But they don't run over people's faces, they are not that dumb. The haiku is just me dreaming of them being not afraid of me when I sleep and coming near.
They have got so pretty eyes too, black and smart and they are actually quite like kittens on the reason of being cute. My brother took some photographs, but not with a digical camera, so I cannot show them.
Oh, and did I mention that they are cute? ;)

You're right Taliesin baby sqiurrels are cute, I used to have one some time ago. Now I have a guinea-pig Oscar and she (she's a girl even thoug her name may be misleading) is the most cute (cutest?) creature in the whole world! :)

This bank clerk
is killing me
with stupidity
oh gods!
a brick please!

five baby squirrels
steal seeds from plant pots and risk
dying for their meal

Is someone behind me?
I see no shadow, nor movement....

GAZOONTIGHT!

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Originally Posted by den

Ok, so, I write a haiku, then the next poster uses the last line of myhaiku... k? ;)

Haiku:
1. A Japanese lyric verse form having three unrhymed lines of five, seven, and five syllables, traditionally invoking an aspect of nature or the seasons.

2. A poem written in this form.


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

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just in case you misunderstood the protocol of this thread.

i would like to play, but we have to be using the same rules. :nod:

Yes I'm afraid I did, deepest apologies.
( I confess, I must not have read the full protocol.)


Perhaps the Admin will be kind enough to remove my posts in this
thread?

And hopefully the others will foregive me?

Again, deepest apologies.

No edit, no cry
no need for apology
it is just a game

:-)

it is just a game
we can all play together
i think, anyway

and you dont have to remove the posts from the thread, sour cucumbers....i just thought you might actually want to know, so that we could all play. sorry if i came off sounding like a um....uh.....well...if i came off sounding nasty.
not my intention. but i think im having a bad week. :blush:

i think anyway
though sometimes my thoughts are best
plucked and sneezed away

LMAO...amuse, i do love you dear

plucked and sneezed away
like tiny eyebrow hairs
gone, on the wind

teehee ;)

gone on the wind
oh, scarlett, couldn't you see
rhett wasn't worth it?

rhett wasn't worth it
but really, are there any
worth wearing that for?

worth wearing that for?
drapes, whalebone, paper dresses:
fashion :eek: faints away.

fashion faints away
encourage reality
barbie's not real

Barbie’s not real
She’s just as fake and plastic
As the rest of us

as the rest of us
from dust we came
back to dust we will

Back to dust we will
Return. Ozymandias,
Crumbling empires

Crumbling empires
cold dead streets markets staring
am I forgiven?

Am I forgiven?
Does the Pope sit in the woods?
Where's that missing H?

LMAO!!!!!
i wish there was a banana slapping his knee emoticon. i would use it right now....

I have to agree, that's darn clever. :lol:

where's that missing H
i think i might have seen it:
sesame street?

Sesame street,
Still Ali Baba's hiding.
Do you remember?

Do you remember?
Rome, Babylon, great Persia
Dust now, history

Dust now, history
teaches us that it is the
perfect moment

perfect moment
how often do you see that?
cherish specks of time

cherish specks of time
do not dust them carelessly
great friends may await

great friends may await
thank goodness for patience
or i'd be lonely

ow! very nice. like how you worked "may."

or i'd be lonely
except for bread, peanuts, and
squirrels in the park.

squirrels in the park
like thoughts in my head, run round
with no direction

et merci, madame...
*bows*

With no direction
I aimlessly wander here,
Tomorrow waiting.

Tomorrow waiting.
In the cold remorseless rain
The bus late always.

The bus late always
Days pass. Fate plays games with us.
Grass grows on our names

grass grows on our names
consequence of living slow
hurry up and wait

hurry up and wait
run fast: fly. like algae, life
puddles when ignored.

:confused:

puddles when ignored
like the witch of the west or
was she from the east?

Was she from the east?
Or from north - Hyperborea?
My memory fails.

My memory fails
I am sleepless in sadness
The world is no more