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No preview? That stinks! But

MrSmith1 — Thu, 29 Sep 2011 03:11:35 +0000

In reply to This is no preview. I got in

No preview? That stinks!

But then, so did the movie,

Everything's re-makes.

This is no preview. I got in

moat — Thu, 29 Sep 2011 01:33:36 +0000

In reply to Even more of the seemingly unending stream of haikus for a Friday afternoon.

This is no preview.

I got in line for popcorn;

What was I thinking?

and a hoot to boot.

MrSmith1 — Tue, 27 Sep 2011 13:40:40 +0000

In reply to Then you'd be moot.

and a hoot to boot.

Then you'd be moot.

Donal — Tue, 27 Sep 2011 11:54:36 +0000

In reply to I resemble that remark. :-] I

Then you'd be moot.

I resemble that remark. :-] I

moat — Tue, 27 Sep 2011 00:46:10 +0000

In reply to The Doors seemed to write a

I resemble that remark. :-]

I am glad the rhymes were not shoot, loot, or flute.

The Doors seemed to write a

MrSmith1 — Mon, 26 Sep 2011 03:22:20 +0000

In reply to There is a haiku dynamic in

The Doors seemed to write a lot of unusually structured songs. But they made them work, so I guess that's all that matters.

Here's one for you, that just came to me:

Open or cross it,
Rhyme it with float, boat or coat,
Still, the point is moat.

There is a haiku dynamic in

moat — Mon, 26 Sep 2011 01:44:58 +0000

In reply to Even more of the seemingly unending stream of haikus for a Friday afternoon.

There is a haiku dynamic in Jim Morrison's Love Street.

There is a five syllable line followed by a six, followed by a seven, followed by an eight:

She lives on Love Street,

Lingers long on Love Street,

She has a house and garden,

I would like to see what happens.

Many of the other lines are sevens and there are seven La La La La La La Las. Since the song doesn't actually end, he never gets back to five.

In the musical, 'Pacific

MrSmith1 — Sat, 24 Sep 2011 03:14:30 +0000

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In the musical, 'Pacific Overtures', Sondheim wrote a song about two Japanese men playing a game of composing haikus. The song structure gives the feel of haikus, if not the actual syllable count.

Why must the Good Lord Give

Richard Day — Fri, 23 Sep 2011 21:39:56 +0000

In reply to Even more of the seemingly unending stream of haikus for a Friday afternoon.

Why must the Good Lord

Give us the gift to see us

For what we have been

Santorum really

Wants to suck some corp dick

We all can tell that

Perry already has

Sucked some really big corp dicks

Enjoying each one

Bachmann seeks to hide

Truth she doesn't even know

Facts are too costly

How much time do we

Have to follow up on things

With no real reward?

Romney has no soul

Though Morman he contends is

His true religion

Paul would have us hide

In a pupa feigning birth

As a real virgin

Newt would have us think

That he is a real thinker

But he is just lame

No one is more lame

Than Cain who is a real joke

He shall make money

I am no good at this but I was listening to Dylan

And if you play with the lines; if you listen to his

words with his background music; I think you can hear

his haiku! Or a pattern akin.

Disillusioned words

like bullets bark As human

gods aim for their mark

Make everything from toy

guns that spark to flesh-colored

Christs that glow in the dark to

Flesh-colored Christs that

glow in the dark its easy to

Looking too far that

Not much Is really sacred

Thanks. The telephone haiku

Oxy Mora — Fri, 23 Sep 2011 19:36:30 +0000

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Thanks. The telephone haiku game sounds like fun.

That's the thing about poetry. It goes right to the subconscious. I hadn't thought of that image with my sister for a very long time.

Thanks for writing and sharing these. I really enjoy them.