A cool river flow
To wash out bad blogging chi –
– And no politics!
Moe
16 thoughts on “Emergency Haiku Thread”
Luftwaffe of white
bees assaults the cherry tree –
I am going blind
Not much longer now
Feel them rising in the earth
Brood X is coming
Van Helsing was weak
All action no suspense, but
Damn. . Kate Beckinsale
It’s tough I admit
To avoid dreaded p-word
Moe asks, I shall try.
Blizzard is consuming
Snowflakes red dance
Pandora’s parka.
oops was just said
line added later?
pants down.
One, two, … seventeen
how many sylables in
senryuu? Is it three?
They call me the count
Why? Because I love to count!
Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Haiku, senryuu,
who cares? counting sylables
makes me so happy.
asphalt softening slow,
temple gate around the corner,
cold can coffee love
Whoops…
asphalt softens slow
temple gate on the corner
cold can coffee love
after twelve long years
of Japan related stuff
i blow at haiku
One potato, two
potato, three potato,
four. Fried in tallow.
Aaaaaahhhh-BLAST you pollen!
You fiendish friend of ragweed.
Pass the Claritin
The haiku Moe wrote
Brings to mind a tune by Tool
“Und keine Eier.”
Without politics,
what is the point of this blog?
Just bad poetry?
(Please don’t take offense–
when I said “bad poetry”
I didn’t mean yours.)
Bravo! Bravo, Moe:
A moment’s respite for all
Green delight in words
Go hug your cat now.
I mean it. Or hug your neighbour’s.
Cat hugs spell relief.
A warm, sunny day
Kids play outside: thankfully,
The world’s forgotten.
Luftwaffe of white
bees assaults the cherry tree –
I am going blind
Not much longer now
Feel them rising in the earth
Brood X is coming
Van Helsing was weak
All action no suspense, but
Damn. . Kate Beckinsale
It’s tough I admit
To avoid dreaded p-word
Moe asks, I shall try.
Blizzard is consuming
Snowflakes red dance
Pandora’s parka.
oops was just said
line added later?
pants down.
One, two, … seventeen
how many sylables in
senryuu? Is it three?
They call me the count
Why? Because I love to count!
Bwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!
Haiku, senryuu,
who cares? counting sylables
makes me so happy.
asphalt softening slow,
temple gate around the corner,
cold can coffee love
Whoops…
asphalt softens slow
temple gate on the corner
cold can coffee love
after twelve long years
of Japan related stuff
i blow at haiku
One potato, two
potato, three potato,
four. Fried in tallow.
Aaaaaahhhh-BLAST you pollen!
You fiendish friend of ragweed.
Pass the Claritin
The haiku Moe wrote
Brings to mind a tune by Tool
“Und keine Eier.”
Without politics,
what is the point of this blog?
Just bad poetry?
(Please don’t take offense–
when I said “bad poetry”
I didn’t mean yours.)
Bravo! Bravo, Moe:
A moment’s respite for all
Green delight in words
Go hug your cat now.
I mean it. Or hug your neighbour’s.
Cat hugs spell relief.
A warm, sunny day
Kids play outside: thankfully,
The world’s forgotten.