Chain, chain, chain, chain of haiku fools

zanzjan · Apr 16, 2013

As clouds on the hills,
so you leave me damp and chill,
cloaked in my bright moss.

sarrahhakim · Apr 17, 2013

Cloaked in my bright moss,
I sit here upon the rocks,
Willing time to stop.

Ganesha · Apr 17, 2013

Willing time to stop.
but space to go into here
me to be in now

B.D. Eyeslie · Apr 18, 2013

Me to be in now
is what I've always wanted--
the great outdoors calls.

kkbe · Apr 18, 2013

The great outdoors calls!
Trills and trumpets startling
all small, quiet things.

zanzjan · Apr 18, 2013

All small, quiet things
attend, unnoticed, unseen,
yet comprise our world.

Urnathok · Apr 19, 2013

Yet comprise our world,
Be you high or foolhardy,
You currents of thought!

kkbe · Apr 19, 2013

You currents of thought
be damned, be gone or do it,
detonate me now.

Urnathok · Apr 19, 2013

Detonate me now,
If your match be still potent,
Libidinous man.

B.D. Eyeslie · Apr 19, 2013

Libidinous man--
with the smooth lines at last call--
the pavement awaits.

Ganesha · Apr 19, 2013

the pavement awaits.
energy waves are passing
I can be my Self

Paul · Apr 19, 2013

I can be myself
on Tuesdays. And sometimes on
Friday - afternoon.

zanzjan · Apr 19, 2013

Friday afternoon,
I do not regret Sunday's
unmet potential.

Urnathok · Apr 19, 2013

Unmet potential
The office-bound mariner
Cubicle seaways

Helix · Apr 20, 2013

Cubicle seaways
Treacherous with submerged reefs
Of office gossip

zanzjan · Apr 22, 2013

Of office gossip,
I say this: if half was false,
half was vicious truth.

onestepp · Apr 22, 2013

half the vicious truth
small dark green toothy saw blades
flowery distant

leversandpulleys · Apr 22, 2013

other side flowers
float downwind from the dogwood
beside your fresh grave

Helix · Apr 23, 2013

Beside your fresh grave
Robins pick worms uncovered
When they buried you

Ganesha · Apr 23, 2013

When they buried you
I unearthed your memories
then I let them go~

kdnxdr · Apr 23, 2013

then, i let them go;
today, panic leeches on;
love is a victim

onestepp · Apr 23, 2013

love is a victim
wind torn petals surround bush
isolated perch

kkbe · Apr 24, 2013

isolated perch,
surveillance whilst I ponder
possibilities.

Ganesha · Apr 24, 2013

possibilities-
when will thou ponder on me
I become mySelf

zanzjan · Apr 25, 2013

I become myself
when I take off my night mask,
and slip on your day.