A night without stars,Quote:
Originally Posted by belle ringer
the bite comes from canines sharp,
a tongue without feel.
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A night without stars,Quote:
Originally Posted by belle ringer
the bite comes from canines sharp,
a tongue without feel.
A tongue without feel,
Poisoned by Black Widows' dart;
Slowly venom spreads
Slowly venom spreads
Among the people around
Rumors are ugly.
Rumors are ugly.
And yet they beg to be heard.
The truth is withheld
The truth is withheld;
The gateway to Narnia's,
Around here someplace!
Around here someplace
There's a magic box where I
Can escape this life.
Don't do it Riesa - we need you to shine against our dull efforts here!! :eek2:
Can escape this life
And follow Virgil as guide
From hell to heaven.
From heaven to hell
Is that a line from Pink Flyod?
Can be depressing.
Can be depressing;
But this can often be said,
Of German synth bands.
don't worry, xc, I need your tanka and poetry like 'Blindman' too much to escape this place for long.
Of German synth bands,
I've only this much to say:
Virgin Superstar.
virgin superstar
the times are a changing. now
madonna’s a slut
Madonna's a slut!
Cher's gay! Britney takes cocaine!
Libel queue here please.
Libal queue here please,
Though I like the exposure,
It makes me money.
It makes me money
When I shake it how you like:
I, Tambourine Man.
I, Tambourine Man
Play all night for the chickens;
They peck my ankles.
They peck my ankles
The birds that hover my yard;
Or perhaps my mind.
Or perhaps my mind,
Is a writhing snake of fire;
Or a dark, deep lake.
or a deep, dark lake,
embrace me there or in a
blazing ring o' fire
blazing ring o'fire
as the trampoline withdraws
its sanctuary
lol
It's sanctuary,
Rolling hills and labyrinths,
Kind words and good Scotch.
Kind words and good scotch
Is all I ask in from friends.
Serenity now.
Serenity now
Internal peace is now mine
The moment is gone.
The moment is gone,
Just outlines in my mem'ry
And on my canvas
mem'ry? :lol: We don't do that kind of stuff in our age. Living too long in the middle ages?
And on my canvas
The sun shines just bright enough
To sing like a god.
And on my canvas
There I see lovely hopes
upon angel wings
Upon angel wings
Celestial light will shine,
Corona of gold.
Corona of gold,
Twelve liquid gods, so sublime
With lime and sunshine.
sorry, sounds like an advertisement.
:lol: Too true! Spent the morning translating 16th century Italian, followed by a day in the library and just got back from a three hour seminar on 16th century poetics and philosophy. I think I'm lucky I'm still speaking English at all, let alone modern English. :nod:Quote:
mem'ry? We don't do that kind of stuff in our age. Living too long in the middle ages?
With lime and sunshine
On vacation from too much
Renaissance reading. :cool:
Renaissance reading?
I do Not Understand so
Sleeping with eyes open
Sleeping with eyes open
Was what happened when i got
A kick in my eye.. :eek2:
A kick in my eye
Is better than a tic, I
Guess, what do I know?
Guess, what do I know?
A secret about the wind,
The words the birds sing.
Thankyou Petrarch's Love, we've finally conformed to the haiku rule of nature, ;)Quote:
Originally Posted by Petrarch's Love
The words the birds sing
Sweetest sounds I ever heard
Smell of flower's bed
I enjoy the randomness of some of the haiku, saves the thread from repetiveness. Everyone knows rules are meant to be broken.
Smell of flowers' bed
Charming me to follow the
Elysian spectre
I'm with you chmpman, it's nice to see a nature one here and there, but if we were continuously praising the 'sweet smell of spring' I might just have to puke. (no offense intended, TheDave)
and that is a very good haiku you just made, btw.
Elysian spectre
Gently beckons us all to
Deaths secretive depths.
Why thank you, you're so kind.
Death's secretive depths;
A riddle to plague man's heart
As each suffers loss.
As each suffers loss
And the grave gains dust from dust
Tears water new buds.
Tears water new buds,
but the flower gets crushed,
'nother reason to cry
(See Virg., I'm not the only one who poetically shortens the odd word :D ).
'Nother reason to cry
The dreaded sixth syllable
Use apostrophe.