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Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haiku. Show all posts
Monday, 11 April 2011
Friday, 1 April 2011
NaPoWriMo *1st April 2011*
Haiku for Chi Chi
Learning the drag steps
In a dusty little town,
Win's Catwoman's praise.
Learning the drag steps
In a dusty little town,
Win's Catwoman's praise.
Thursday, 29 April 2010
NaPoWriMo *28th April 2010*
This is a dream haiku
I stole all these words.
They'll never know, never miss
what they didn't have.
I stole all these words.
They'll never know, never miss
what they didn't have.
NaPoWriMo *24th April 2010*
Saturday haiku
A forest erupts
into imagination,
I make wallpaper.
*This was written after I had seen some beautiful wallpaper which had a lifesize picture of a forest glade on it. I want it for my living room!
A forest erupts
into imagination,
I make wallpaper.
*This was written after I had seen some beautiful wallpaper which had a lifesize picture of a forest glade on it. I want it for my living room!
Friday, 16 April 2010
NaPoWriMo *16th April 2010*
Sunny haiku
Yellow gold, the sky
is a bowl with an egg yolk
or a saffron eye.
Yellow gold, the sky
is a bowl with an egg yolk
or a saffron eye.
Tuesday, 6 April 2010
Monday, 15 March 2010
Night sounds haiku
Night sounds heave and skim,
rattling cans through the swoosh
and blare of slow cars.
rattling cans through the swoosh
and blare of slow cars.
Monday, 29 September 2008
crapshitbollockwank
Well, if the week starts out this bad, at least it can only get better!
Here's a getting better haiku:
Sun nudges grey clouds,
Splits the sky into light/dark.
Greys are hurrying.
Here's a getting better haiku:
Sun nudges grey clouds,
Splits the sky into light/dark.
Greys are hurrying.
Monday, 21 April 2008
Thursday, 24 January 2008
Betws Mountain
A thin line of birds
pencil drawn in the dawn sky,
abstracted clouds glow.
The town still sleeping
in the lee of the mountain,
grass prickles wetly.
Yellow light unfolds,
washes the slopes and the hills,
bathes them all gently.
Gorse throws spiky shapes
tumbling over sheep tracks,
dips them in shadow.
The last orange lights
wink out in the town below,
a lone bird circles.
pencil drawn in the dawn sky,
abstracted clouds glow.
The town still sleeping
in the lee of the mountain,
grass prickles wetly.
Yellow light unfolds,
washes the slopes and the hills,
bathes them all gently.
Gorse throws spiky shapes
tumbling over sheep tracks,
dips them in shadow.
The last orange lights
wink out in the town below,
a lone bird circles.
Tuesday, 17 July 2007
Haiku (Jacqui/me/Lyn)
Two haiku that I made today. Jacqui wrote the first lines, I wrote the second and Lyn wrote the last.
Cloudbanks
Fluffy white, grey dull
Billowing, fluid motion,
Shapes moving in sky.
Gun-shaped
Gun, shiny silver
Bolts of hardened steel alloy
Solid forged in heat.
Cloudbanks
Fluffy white, grey dull
Billowing, fluid motion,
Shapes moving in sky.
Gun-shaped
Gun, shiny silver
Bolts of hardened steel alloy
Solid forged in heat.
Wednesday, 30 March 2005
Simon Vs Andy (Wednesday Haikus)
Mostly Simon
Bananas and plums
Sticky and sweet with sugar
Oranges and pears
Mostly Andy
I have locked the door
With a shotgun in my mouth
Fingering the key
Bananas and plums
Sticky and sweet with sugar
Oranges and pears
Mostly Andy
I have locked the door
With a shotgun in my mouth
Fingering the key
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