Chain, chain, chain, chain of haiku fools

bowiefan1970 · May 16, 2011

Where I am river
Mississippi river, me
Searching for my banks

CDSinex · May 17, 2011

Searching for my bank’s
nearest ATM. This fine
spring night needs more green

Blarg · May 17, 2011

spring night needs more green
to hide this chameleon
who can't change color

Kate Thornton · May 17, 2011

who can't change color
when push really comes to shove
what's the difference

..

Blarg · May 17, 2011

what's the difference
between whip-fast and snail-slow
to a giant sloth

zanzjan · May 18, 2011

To a giant sloth,
The world is less mystery
Than discovery.

-Suzanne

SinK · May 18, 2011

Than Discovery.
Where nothing ever changes,
its shark week. Again.

Blarg · May 18, 2011

It's shark week. Again.
Time to change my underwear.
Skidmarks are good bait.

SinK · May 19, 2011

Skidmarks make good bait
the smell attracts the ladies
sweet eau du toilet.

zanzjan · May 19, 2011

Sweet eau de toilet,
Reminder of undone chores.
I will get my brush.

-Suzanne

Blarg · May 19, 2011

I will get my brush
by the wind, and also my
silence in its palm

Ganesha · May 19, 2011

silence in its palm
switch stations relentlessly
you have turned me off

Ganesha · May 20, 2011

you have turned me off
I want to kick the doors to
my mind open now

zanzjan · May 20, 2011

My mind open now
To the wide, limitless skies,
My dreams catch the clouds.

-Suzanne

Blarg · May 20, 2011

My dreams catch the clouds
the fingers of my blue mind
stroke their white bellies

James Ebersole · May 20, 2011

Stroke their white bellies
for suggestions of cancer
under searching hands

Ganesha · May 21, 2011

under searching hands
I find the feather you shed
my angel my love

under searching hands
the earth's rich soil is turned
Spanish coins revealed

under searching hands
a hidden clue discovered
you are found guilty

under searching hands
I tease out these last few words
then no more searching

zanzjan · May 21, 2011

You are found guilty,
Your con-man, fake prophet lies:
Rapture? What rapture?

-Suzanne

Ganesha · May 22, 2011

Rapture? What rapture?
raptor uses sharp talons
puncturing an eye

zanzjan · May 22, 2011

Puncturing an eye,
I say to myself, next time
Don't run with scissors.

-Suzanne

JohnL · May 22, 2011

Don't run with scissors,
walk with eyes open and up
staring at the sun

Blarg · May 22, 2011

Staring at the sun,
its daughter's shadow glows blue
when I turn away

zanzjan · May 23, 2011

When I turn away,
There are still spots in my eyes.
Blind, for now, to you.

-Suzanne

Blarg · May 23, 2011

Blind, for now, to you,
three old mice juggle the tails
you stole from their youth

Ganesha · May 23, 2011

you stole from their youth
a jail filled with withered skins
wizened gray haired ones

Chain, chain, chain, chain of haiku fools

Imagine something clever here.

Still Happy to be Here. Or Anywhere

killin' all teh werds

practical experience, FTW

practical experience, FTW

killin' all teh werds

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con·ver·sa·tion·al·ist

killin' all teh werds

Drinks too much coffee

con·ver·sa·tion·al·ist

killin' all teh werds

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killin' all teh werds

Hmmmm...

killin' all teh werds

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