Chain, chain, chain, chain of haiku fools

B.D. Eyeslie · Dec 19, 2014

Reptilian sigh,
a hiss for the spectators,
kisses are the charm.

CassandraW · Dec 19, 2014

Kisses are the charm.
Just watch the jewelry store ads.
Diamonds equal love.

ableseaman · Dec 19, 2014

Diamonds equal love
born from press and untold heat,
facets unequalled

mimstrel · Dec 19, 2014

facets unequalled
brilliant reflective moments
shattered crystal shards

Perscribo · Dec 20, 2014

shattered crystal shards:
the chandelier of my heart
fallen to the floor.

DavidMivshek · Dec 21, 2014

fallen to the floor
soft, cloudy backbone of steel
in Heaven, I am

kkbe · Dec 21, 2014

In heaven, I am
my best self. But here on earth?
At least I'm trying.

Tazlima · Dec 21, 2014

At least I'm trying.
I pour my soul upon the page,
paint-with-water words.

zanzjan · Dec 21, 2014

Paint with water-words
the flood of your future self:
drown'd in many blues.

kkbe · Dec 22, 2014

Drown'd in many blues.
B-A-C: point five-two-six.
Feet were still tapping.

jaus tail · Dec 23, 2014

feet were still tapping
the audience laughed; some sneered
but he danced with pride

ableseaman · Dec 23, 2014

but he danced with pride
over the carcass he'd found
in the chill forest

Tazlima · Dec 23, 2014

In the chill forest,
breath plumes beneath golden eyes.
Embers of the hunt.

B.D. Eyeslie · Dec 25, 2014

Embers of the hunt
blacken my Pfaltzgraff Christmas.
What the hell was it?

ableseaman · Dec 25, 2014

What the hell was it?
Gooseberry bush run amok,
I'm no botanist.

jaus tail · Dec 25, 2014

I'm no botanist
but trees dont need counsellors
they need love and care

kkbe · Dec 26, 2014

They need love and care--
these quiet dreams. Pocketed,
but not forgotten.

jaus tail · Dec 26, 2014

but not forgotten
mother's heart ached for her son
who would never rise

Perscribo · Dec 27, 2014

Who would never rise
to praise a day so golden?
Vampire nihilists.

zanzjan · Dec 27, 2014

Vampire nihilists
write and erase their poems
in smoky graveyards.

kkbe · Dec 28, 2014

In smoky graveyards,
the silence is deafening.
Dead men tell no tales.

Perscribo · Dec 28, 2014

Dead men tell no tales.
Cryptic epitaphs give clues
to violent lives.

kkbe · Dec 28, 2014

"To violent lives!"
His final words were strangled
in the hangman's noose.

jaus tail · Dec 28, 2014

in the hangman's noose
a fly made her nest and laid
twenty thousand eggs

zanzjan · Dec 28, 2014

In the hangman's noose
I suddenly remembered
what love had once meant.

---
DANG! Just missed.

Twenty thousand eggs
still won't make you an omelette
if you break nothing.

Chain, chain, chain, chain of haiku fools

B.D. Eyeslie

CassandraW

ableseaman

mimstrel

Perscribo

Pound cake.

DavidMivshek

is hacking God's mind for fun :)

kkbe

Huh.

Tazlima

zanzjan

killin' all teh werds

kkbe

Huh.

jaus tail

ableseaman

Tazlima

B.D. Eyeslie

ableseaman

jaus tail

kkbe

Huh.

jaus tail

Perscribo

Pound cake.

zanzjan

killin' all teh werds

kkbe

Huh.

Perscribo

Pound cake.

kkbe

Huh.

jaus tail

zanzjan

killin' all teh werds