Chain, chain, chain, chain of haiku fools

PrettySpecialGal · May 9, 2006

in time with your heart
the music pulses outward
lyrics pulse inward

Cassie88 · May 9, 2006

lyrics pulse inward
the music pulses outward
I sing my own song

kdnxdr · May 9, 2006

I sing my own song
raphsody in G minor
a sad ensamble

A. Hamilton · May 9, 2006

a sad ensemble
plaid, stripes, contrasting colors
at least the shoes fit

kdnxdr · May 9, 2006

at least the shoes fit,
do good donators mean well
the clothes are funky

oarsman · May 10, 2006

the clothes are funky
synthesized tones, dancing thread
pushing the dress code

aruna · May 10, 2006

pushing the dress code
mannequins appear naked
sprayed in gold glitter

Bret · May 10, 2006

sprayed in gold glitter
dreams of aztec wealth take shape
Cortez burns his ships

oarsman · May 10, 2006

Cortez burns his ships
Aztec sun darkened by smoke
march to unknown lands

D.J. · May 10, 2006

March to unknown lands
listen to the beat - your heart
for it calls to you

aruna · May 10, 2006

For it calls to you,
your heart, of territories
unknown and distant

Ganesha · May 10, 2006

unknown and distant
our birds travel to
mate, instinct is strong

A. Hamilton · May 10, 2006

mate instinct is strong
primal impulse flows through veins
hot testosterone

JAlpha · May 10, 2006

hot testosterone
kneaded with chilled estrogen
failure to leaven

poetinahat · May 10, 2006

failure to leaven
results disappointing, not quite
fit for leavenworth

aruna · May 11, 2006

Fit for leavenworth
Manna floats from heaven down.
Sufficient this day.

oarsman · May 11, 2006

Sufficient this day
power of humanity
food for the hungry

D.J. · May 11, 2006

Food for the hungry
of soul and heart, I reach for
truth in the good book

ddgryphon · May 11, 2006

Truth in the Good Book
Ain't Necessarily so
Just ask Sportin' Life

Paint · May 11, 2006

Just ask Sportin' Life
he's there holdin' up the bar
Love passin' him by

Ganesha · May 11, 2006

Love passin' him by
then taking a u-turn, while
it strums my heart strings

DeniseK · May 11, 2006

it strums my heart strings
that twinkle in your eye
knees go weak

JAlpha · May 11, 2006

knees go weak
ankles wobble while back sways
the middle-age jig

poetinahat · May 11, 2006

the middle-age jig
driving top-down, an old Jag
swig deep from the jug

A. Hamilton · May 11, 2006

swig deep from the jug
finish the moonshine quick, the
band needs the rythymn