wow janine, that was brilliant!!
Like glee of sun threads
Celestial patterns of sky
Windy paintbrushes
wow janine, that was brilliant!!
Like glee of sun threads
Celestial patterns of sky
Windy paintbrushes
I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book! When I have a house of my own, I shall be miserable if I have not an excellent library.
Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice
the PAM and the PAPAM's haiku are both Bloody Brilliant!:
Windy paintbrushes
Cursed red paint of ribboned sin,
She wanted to die
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions!
the whole boatload of sensitive!
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl II.
She wanted to die
Foiled by her former friend,
THE VIGILANTE.
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Qué importa perderme
Mil veces la vida
Para qué vivir
The VIGILANTE
Forced to act against his will
Like a torn puppet
_______
It doesn't make any sense, does it?
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions!
the whole boatload of sensitive
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl II.
Like a torn puppet
Connor jerks, hops, and lunges
He's trying to dance.
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Qué importa perderme
Mil veces la vida
Para qué vivir
He's trying to dance
Just waiting for his lady love
The clock strikes midnight
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions!
the whole boatload of sensitive
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl II.
The clock strikes midnight
David in his lonely cell
Thinking about Eve.
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Qué importa perderme
Mil veces la vida
Para qué vivir
Thinking about Eve
David stirs, mumbles, in his sleep
Longing to hold her
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions!
the whole boatload of sensitive
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl II.
Longing to hold her,
Awakens to her scream, and
The wrong kind of guilt.
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Qué importa perderme
Mil veces la vida
Para qué vivir
The wrong kind of guilt
Pierces, like earth pushed to hell
He wants to revenge
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions!
the whole boatload of sensitive
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl II.
He wants to revenge,
Fallen German pilot is
Angry, but humbled.
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Qué importa perderme
Mil veces la vida
Para qué vivir
Angry but humbled,
The pilot wants to feed on
Wreckages of dreams
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions!
the whole boatload of sensitive
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl II.
I just love literary allusions. And thoroughly flattered that you've read my work.
Wreckages of dreams
Of glory in sky battle
They're burning away...
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Qué importa perderme
Mil veces la vida
Para qué vivir
No biggie. Actually, it is a pleasure to read your work.. im a big fan.Originally Posted by RobinHood3000
I just love literary allusions. And thoroughly flattered that you've read my work.
Wreckages of dreams
Of glory in sky battle
They're burning away...
They're burning away
Stardusts from comets and dreams
Let me bid farewell
_____
i really have to go, -eat dinner. Lain's getting mad..
pleasure Haikuing with ya, mate..
Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions!
the whole boatload of sensitive
— Allen Ginsberg, Howl II.
"Let me bid farewell!"
Cries David in his dreams, but
Too late - she has gone...
Por una cabeza
Si ella me olvida
Qué importa perderme
Mil veces la vida
Para qué vivir
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