Alone adrift lost
Damn Mapquest is wrong again
Whither San Jose?
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Alone adrift lost
Damn Mapquest is wrong again
Whither San Jose?
whither San Jose,
do I know that song of yore?
words lost in my head
words lost in my head
since for this whole weekending
I shut up my mouth
I sometimes . . .
I shut up my mouth . . .
I shut up my mouth
to look behind disappoints
wonder don't ask why
wonder don' t ask why
there was a lull in hikus
I'm glad the lull ends
Wonder don't ask why
Who am I inside, outside?
Poor, deaf, dumb and blind.
[For den]
[Why, AbdoRinbo, have you deleted all your contributions? It might be funny and perhaps even aesthetical to do so, but that changes when we begin a new Haiku-sequence here, instead of creating a new post! How ugly inconsistent!]
I hated those posts, I had to get rid of them. I've tried to reinvent who I am in a selfless act of purification. But I'm an idiot to have thought that was ever possible. I'd left a trail of periods (like little crumbs) just in case I lost myself along the way. I've returned.
Inconsistent. Yes! I have no artistic sense, I am not a poet.
Ugly. I'm hideous. I've laughed at other people's misfortunes, almost to the point of death.
I've taken pleasure in destroying poetry, especially my own. (I'd destroy the world, if I could.) Most of all, I am senseless and savage.
I rain black scarlet waste on every parade.
Don't burn the records, then. Keep them so that you can look back upon your metamorphosis in the forums and marvel at your change, whether it was for your better or worse. Even if it is painful to see, at least it's interesting. Otherwise I'd have trashed my journals long ago.
I re-read some of my early day posts...man I was an arrogant, precocious prick. I still am, probably. In a few months time I'll re-read this post with digust, and I'll wretch at my choice of words and my tone.
Oh, sorry...back to your haiku thingy.
poor, deaf, dumb, and blind
are we who see self
as ugly and quite usless
Indeed I think we all look back on ourselves, our word and deed, and if we didn't feel disgust or some loathing in how we've acted we'd not be human... I can't stand myself sometimes either.
Oh and I have to say, Munro, you broke the rules, the only one being you must post a haiku if you come here, else we'll get the lynch-mob after you! ;)
as ugly and quite useless (that's 7 syllables not 5 shea :P )
the noble savage torments
self admirable
Now cut it out you guys and quit screwing this up! :D :D :P :P :P
*looks back at mistake*
*kicks self for stupidity* :oops: :oops:
self admirable
in light of the passing of
time, from knowledge gained
[The metamorphosis of our Haiku-sequence, the personal vendetta's, the pretentious synthethis of the visible: everyting is worth preserving, especially if it forms interaction between people and is poetry at the same time. It doesn't matter that you're ashamed of your previous style: it does matter that Nihilists do not only destroy themselves, but also the naive and innocent people around them. Now: I could state that this particular post is dead; even Shea - desillusioned by this foul discussion - made silly mistakes. Let us please continue our Haiku-interaction, but then with a new beginning, in a new post.]
Relax, I was really only kidding, Bart. I think it will be ok. Here, I'll even put all of my haikus back up (if I can remember them).
time, from knowledge gained
metamorphoses quickly
wisdom soon to be
---
Mrs. Cat
wisdom soon to be
embrace your cynicism
it will free your mind
it will free your mind
to read with all the fervor
of one who has not
of one who has not
chosen his own way
will we soon know of?
okay, did I get it? I like the idea a lot...
hey, my reply's the 100th one, hope I didn't spoil anyone's intention to become the 100th...
Hey Jay, great first attempt. However the second line should consist of 7 syllables, you got 5 syllables in all lines instead of just the first and third. Not bad though! Glad you joined :D
Do it, Jay. You don't want to piss off the Borg. :evil: :evil: :evil:
will we soon know of(?)
new people starting new posts
without new replies?
without new replies?
i can hear carotid hum
silence is profound
Silence is profound
It flows through your body like
A .12 gage shotty. :rolleyes: :D
[In memory of Tupac Shakur :P ]
A .12 gage shotty
Killuminati, I'll pop
A cap in your ***. :D
A cap in your ***
need the penultimate bad?
nah, you're too fluffy
Nah, you're too fluffy
(Yes, like those Mohair sweaters
You think are so hot.)
:rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes:
You think are so hot (thanks! :p That's awkward!) :D
words mesmerise hypnotise
clothes external funk
Clothes external funk
vibrations raise rythm push pulse
reach heart by the eye
Reach heart by the eye
There is not a better thing
That's worth looking for
well, not that I mind, but why do we have two haiku threads?
[that's what I was wondering]
that's worth looking for
a double challenge of thought
keeps us on our toes.
keeps us on our toes
when whence we came, makes no sense
step out, past regret
Step out, past regret
the path, cleansed by rain, leads
to the rose garden
to the rose garden
in the yard, heart body soul
grow and nurture love
Grow and nurture love
For love is the only thought
That makes any sense
That makes any sense
Emotion beyond compare
Love, Life, needs all met
Love, Life, needs all met
for those that really need it
without it, we last
without it, we last
Ideas of the past lost
although ease comes hence