Chain, chain, chain of haiku poems

[Arty]

This is a cute idea (which I actually stole from absolutewrite.com, I'm no ideas bible) -- it's a game. RULES:

The last line of the previous person's haiku becomes the first line of the next person's haiku.

Haikus must be three lines long, in a 5-7-5 syllable format.

Here's mine:

the searing summer
was tinged at the dry edges
with a touch of frost

-- So the first line of the next haiku becomes:

with a touch of frost

I think this should be a fun exercise, and if you can't muster the inspiration to write a standard length poem, think of this as constructive procrastination. Go forth!

[Shaun]

with a touch of frost
a man's dying light refreshed
by a child's laugh

I'm not any good at haikus, but so be it...

[Isis]

by a child's laugh
the katydid sears a wing
and the sun sinks, red

[Jack]

and the sun sinks, red
like a primrose sailor boy
to meet the ocean

[Shaun]

to meet the ocean
and dream in its azure waves,
our lives yet to drown.

[lalodragon]

our lives, yet to drown,
untaught, still love the water,
which will soon end them

Okay, it's not the best. But it's there.

[Arty]

which will soon end them?
sooner a white lie blossoms
than a true bud falls.

[lalodragon]

then a true bud falls
and opens on the pavement:
my white lie wasted.

(I changed "than" to "then". :P)

[Arty]

(cheeky!)

my white lie wasted
into a wastepaper bin,
tossing and turning.

[Kalculator]

I'm crap at Haikus. Be warned.

Tossing and turning,
A right whale is getting killed,
Blood floats in the sea

[Zyanya]

Blood floats on the sea
The horizon darkly gleams
From war of past days

[crayons932]

From war of pasts days
Our ghosts wander aimlessly
Searching for their hearts

[Zyanya]

Searching for their hearts
Wandering alone at night
Sleepless in sorrow

[lalodragon]

Sleepless in sorrow,
speak eloquently. Disguise
your exhaustion well.

[Zyanya]

Your exhaustion, well
It must be explained to you
Sleep, and wake not yet

[Zyanya]

Your exhaustion, well
It must be explained to you
Sleep, and wake not yet

[Sauroctonos]

Sleep, and wake not yet,
swiftly, the leaves bristle in song
To the swaying breeze,

[Sauroctonos]

I seem to have exceeded my syllable limit. Pardon me!

[Rose]

Saurus - don't double-post. Mmkay? <3

***

To the swaying breeze
palms perform rituals--their
golden god is dead.

[crayons932]

Their golden god is
dead, but a silver one rose
to mask the lost hope

[Zyanya]

To mask the lost hope
We sing away our sorrows
With victory chant

[lalodragon]

With victory chant
draw the pen for the final
word of the story



(I'm ignoring the obvious syllable fail of Rose and split the last line of hers. Hun, a haiku is 5-7-5, not 5-6-6, you got that? xD luv ya)

Um, cray, hers was 5-7-5. Sound it out.... :rolleyes:

[Jack]

(I'm ignoring the obvious syllable fail of Rose and split the last line of hers. Hun, a haiku is 5-7-5, not 5-6-6, you got that? xD luv ya)

FAIL. Weren't you ever taught to sound out the words in school?

word of the story
traced in guitar pine wood, thin
skin feathered, a breeze.

[Rose]

Skin feathered, a breeze
seeps from underneath dull wings
that long to breathe air.

[Arty]

that long to breathe air
that long to push balloons through
needle eye-shaped lungs

[Rose]

whatever... :p

needle eye-shaped lungs
inflate--deflate--inhale threads
of transparent cells.

[lalodragon]

of transparent cells
which the discussion wandered
to, I said nothing.

^weak.

[crayons932]

Two, I said nothing
Three, she asked why again, so
Four, I said to leave

[Rose]

Four, I asked to leave
the white haunted house and rest
in my mom's coffin.

:O I totally forgot that the last line is supposed to be 5 syllables. I was writing it as if it were the second one. >.<

Sorry.

EDITED.

[lalodragon]

The last line seems to have seven syllables. So:

In my mom's coffin
lay my father's wife, and her
hated heart beat slowed.

[KythingToWrite]

Rubbish at this haiku stuff, but here goes:

Hated heart beat slowed,
As blood fell from every cut,
And breathing stopped.

Did I pass? :P

[lalodragon]

Yes, you passed. :D

And breathing stopped
slowly, exhale by inhale,
ceasing to fill lungs.

I'm writing haiku every day in March-- sort of a continuation of Napo, but more specific and easier. I love it.

[Arty]

lalo, it's May! I might join you though, you're right about it being easier xD

ceasing to fill lungs
we breathed into blackbird mouths
and took to the sky.

[Zyanya]

And took to the sky
As we sought our lost wings
Beneath the moon's gleam.

[Jack]

beneath the moon's gleam,
transparent cubic puck holes
in crippled moth wings.

[lalodragon]

In crippled moth wings,
the flame flares, grounding itself
in organic flight.

Arty-- yeah, May. X-D

[Rose]

In organic flight
I rip into the opaque
sky with broken wings.

Bleh. Vutzevarr.

[Zyanya]

Sky with broken wings
My heart with sorrow sings
Restore our future

[lalodragon]

Restore our future
to the way of our past. Keep
nothing of the gains.

[Arty]

nothing of the gains
are remembered amidst the
dim, bucolic past.

[lalodragon]

dim, bucolic past
continues on its course back
through the centuries

[crayons932]

Through the centuries
Wisps of time have tangled
In my knotted hair

[Rose]

In my knotted hair
lay petals of white lilies--
stuck--silence--I'm dead.

[Wolfie]

Stuck--silence--I'm dead
Lying here on the cruel earth
My tears pierce the soil

[Anira]

My tears pierce the soil
Light rain dampening the earth
Beginning anew

[Zyanya]

Beginning anew
The pain scorches us now
To restore us soon

[Elina]

To restore us soon,
The nations will try their best
If they fail, we fail.

[lalodragon]

If they fail, we fail.
We are assured of failure,
yet we carry on.

[Rose]

Yet we carry on
away from our beehive minds--
we lie to ourselves.

[Arty]

we lie to ourselves:
when we want to merge as swans
we pretend to fly

[Rose]

We pretend to fly
in a sky of fading crowns
with rusty red wings.

[lalodragon]

With rusty red wings
which squeak, squeak, squeak for oil
we soar painfully

[Sauroctonos]

We soar painfully.
By the light of awareness
Shine Tathagatas.

[lalodragon]

Shine Tathagatas
in silence drawing closer
to beginnings end

[Kallzor]

This one was great! here's mine :)

To beginning's end
My eye caught by the window
The door shuts unseen

[lalodragon]

The door shuts unseen
behind turned backs, and the latch's
click still echoes sore

About time someone jumpstarted this thread. ^^

[Rose]

click still echoes sore
in hallways without walls or
doors to lock prayers.

[Trottie]

Doors to lock prayers
Hands clasped tightly behind backs
Sorrow for the deaths

[x3naurus]

Sorrow for the deaths,
Should I never feel for those
We won't see again

[Zyanya]

We won't see again
The days that carried us here
For they are now lost.

[x3naurus]

For they are now lost
In a world where life and death
Dance among the fire

[Trottie]

Dance among the fire
Little lion boy, brave one
Forever in hearts

[Trottie]

Forever in hearts
The bird who sings so brightly
Flying on light wings

[Trottie]

Flying on light wings
We leave the past behind us
On to brighter days

[lalodragon]

On to brighter days
says the man who descends to
strange putrid dungeons

[ahlaj77]

strange putrid dungeons
is where our story begins
how will I escape

[lalodragon]

how will I escape
love, the horrors of giving
such reality

[chiaro0990]

Such reality,
ravenlike chain breaks our souls,
shatter into chaff

[lalodragon]

shatter into chaff
they will sweep you up and out
into the grey storm

[Anira]

Into the grey storm
Into the wild hurricane
and never again

[lalodragon]

and never again
she lied. the prince of tales hopped
away as a toad

[ahlaj77]

and never again
she lied. the prince of tales hopped
away as a toad

Away as a toad
He jumped back into the creek
To recoup alone

[lalodragon]

to recoup alone
he catalogued his wits and
set out to use them

[tzswee]

set out to use them,
my father's menace over-
whelm me, to cower.

[whimsical]

Whelm me, to cower
Before the looming towers...
My future prison.

[Wig]

My future prison,
covered in heartbreak and fear,
laughing to himself.

[whimsical]

Laughing to himself,
He devised a plan to win
Her adamant heart.

[twil]

Her adament heart
Would be the one thing he lacks
And all that he wants

[twil]

And all that he wants
Will not be given freely
Story of his life

[twil]

Story of his life
To be told for many years
We will remember

[twil]

We will remember
Because that is what we need
To spur our lives on

[twil]

To spur our lives on
We tell petty jokes and tales
To keep us happy

[twil]

To keep us happy
They told us lies we believed
But they are curses

[twil]

But they were curses
Shadows cast on darkened walls
Flames that would not die

[twil]

Flames that would not die
And heated arguments every night
To be gone; her dream.

[twil]

To be gone; her dream.
When living became a hard chore
She let herself go.