Chain, chain, chain, chain of haiku fools

you're in a pickle
my ne'er do well fairly friend
now go find a job

Now go find a job;
it's a cinch for legacies -
just have your dad ask.

The company jet
owes no fealty to the sky;
pay well for pilots.

Be paid to Charon
or spent on nickel candy;
messengers don't choose.

only a kind hand
makes the bad day different
gray hopes for the sun

gray hopes for the sun
vanquished Vancouver sorrows
brightness in Boston

thoughts of snow linger
beyond your icy kisses
let us stoke the fire

let us stoke the fire
my love encompasses me,
glistens in the steam

Glisten in the steam.
Flames dance, wet wood burns on dry.
The storm saw to that

The storm saw to that
its unmantling of men
assembling chaos

Ganesha said:

assembling chaos (is this 5 or 6? as·sem·ble-ing cha·os)
disassembling order
what is god thinking

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zanzjan said:

What is god thinking?
I saw the first specs for Earth;
There were no people.

-Suzanne




It's ah-sem-bling to me in my Massachusetts accent, anyway (-:

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It's called cheating. I played it one way with unmantling (unmanTELing) and the other way with assembling (assemBLING) in the very next line. !

Perhaps this is something like the old saw that good artists borrow and great artists steal? Good artists fudge ... great artists cheat?

there were no people
a bird sang sweet liberty
not a soul could hear

Forest passed away
faster than wind-blown grasses
fell beneath his hooves.

fell beneath his hooves
the brave samuri horseman
saved all but himself

thou of me is you
i am has all existence
convergence theory

Convergence theory—
A meeting of place and time
to take one last breath

to take one last breath
fades sweetly in tragedy
it can't be held long