Chain, chain, chain, chain of haiku fools

red · Jan 2, 2012

So safe from the sky,
I throw rocks at Earth from stars.
I am the heavens.

Blarg · Jan 2, 2012

I am the heavens
fanned out from my split ribcage
through every spear.

B.D. Eyeslie · Jan 2, 2012

Through every spear
broken at the edge of war,
another warning.

StephenD · Jan 3, 2012

another warning
where are the prophets these days?
wised up; they're hiding.

zanzjan · Jan 5, 2012

Wised up? They're hiding
Past that corner, knives in hand,
Wills tucked in pockets.

StephenD · Jan 5, 2012

wills tucked in pockets
to brandish at another
convenient boast-chance

B.D. Eyeslie · Jan 6, 2012

convenient boast-chance
another bayou buster
circles the vortex

CDSinex · Jan 7, 2012

Circles, the vortex,
seasons swirl ever faster—
Years drop like petals

zanzjan · Jan 7, 2012

Years drop like petals,
Curled and faded red, gathered
In dust. Loves me not.

kdnxdr · Jan 7, 2012

in dust, loves me not;
our forgotten memories
neglected by time

B.D. Eyeslie · Jan 8, 2012

neglected by time--
friendships of my old school days
and the leaves of fall.

Blarg · Jan 8, 2012

And the leaves of fall,
too, swear shocking promises
of furious spring.

Teena · Jan 9, 2012

of furious spring
I cannot yet prophesy
from passive winter

RaineeRose · Jan 9, 2012

From passive winter,
I dare to dream of springtime:
stalwart tulip blooms.

zanzjan · Jan 9, 2012

Stalwart tulip blooms
Before Spring's call, unminding
Fall's bitter debris.

B.D. Eyeslie · Jan 9, 2012

Fall's bitter debris
mixed with the snow down my back
gives a winter chill.

Blarg · Jan 10, 2012

Gives a winter chill --
this slowly opening hand
of rusted tendons.

zanzjan · Jan 11, 2012

Of rusted tendons,
Seized muscles, skipping bone gears
I dream. Creak. I dream.

B.D. Eyeslie · Jan 12, 2012

I dream. Creak. I dream
walking o'er the river Seine,
good luck charm in hand.

RaineeRose · Jan 12, 2012

Good luck charm in hand,
I run beside the river
confident, secure.

kdnxdr · Jan 12, 2012

confident, secure
out the window I can look
no one's coming here

B.D. Eyeslie · Jan 12, 2012

No one's coming here
without commitment papers.
Welcome to my world.

StephenD · Jan 13, 2012

welcome to my world
created through perspective
it's the same as yours

Blarg · Jan 14, 2012

It's the same as yours,
this wayward eye toward the girl,
both of us married.

zanzjan · Jan 16, 2012

Both of us married,
Vows made in our better days
Carry us through bad.