Chain, chain, chain, chain of haiku fools

zanzjan · Jan 9, 2013

Let's procrastinate?
I swore I'd write a novel,
but instead: haiku!

onestepp · Jan 9, 2013

but instead, haiku
westerly wind written ruins
spaces inbetween

kdnxdr · Jan 9, 2013

spaces inbetween,
concealing my thoughts of you;
my love unspoken

kkbe · Jan 10, 2013

my love unspoken.
kiss my mouth, imagining
sweet lips on mine. once.

zanzjan · Jan 10, 2013

Sweet lips on mine, once,
Remember'd honey; now I
taste only dry dust.

kkbe · Jan 10, 2013

taste only dry dust.
was it only a dream, boy?
dream something juicy.

zanzjan · Jan 11, 2013

Dream something juicy--
hot and sensual, smooth, raw--
dance your heart to sleep.

kkbe · Jan 12, 2013

Dance your heart to sleep.
Don't ever dream about him.
Neither, possible.

zanzjan · Jan 12, 2013

Neither possible:
that you should win back my heart,
or be cleansed away.

kkbe · Jan 12, 2013

Or be cleansed away.
Or swept away in silence.
Neither pleases me.

onestepp · Jan 12, 2013

Niether pleases me
chosen sunsets, sunrises
creative world camped

theDolphin · Jan 13, 2013

creative world camped
in the railway yard, eating
beans with the hobos.

B.D. Eyeslie · Jan 13, 2013

Beans with the hobos
or caviar with the kings--
a lunch is a lunch.

zanzjan · Jan 13, 2013

A lunch is a lunch,
but if plotting coups by soup,
order dessert first.

onestepp · Jan 13, 2013

order dessert first
dawns early walk escapes sun
stepping stones anew

zanzjan · Jan 14, 2013

Stepping stones, anew
with emerald moss, have too
forgotten the flood.

B.D. Eyeslie · Jan 14, 2013

Forgotten, the flood
seeped past the guards at the wall
as they counted stars.

theDolphin · Jan 14, 2013

as they counted stars
Love flickered into being
though left unspoken

zanzjan · Jan 15, 2013

Though left unspoken,
our words hang in heavy air.
Thunderstorms, regret.

TRINITY225 · Jan 15, 2013

Regret is futile
when there is so much to learn
From every instance.

kkbe · Jan 16, 2013

From every instance,
blind. Or set to blind. To see
Or not to see, Yorick.

ETA: Sorry about that. eek.

B.D. Eyeslie · Jan 16, 2013

quick correct on syllable count:

Not to see Yorick,
but when I turn broken soil,
I get the giggles.

onestepp · Jan 16, 2013

I get the giggles
mornings dew touches feet
quiet whisperings

zanzjan · Jan 17, 2013

Quiet whisperings;
the pines anticipate spring,
but hold winter fast.

Paddlefish · Jan 17, 2013

But hold winter fast:
Quiet, waiting, building strength
For spring's explosion