Chain, chain, chain, chain of haiku fools

zarada · Dec 22, 2013

fantasy and fact
merge together at twilight
in reality

B.D. Eyeslie · Dec 22, 2013

In reality
rain washes out more than snow;
it melts our hope.

Levico · Dec 23, 2013

It melts our hope
Quells our courage, dims our light.
We must face our fears.

ZachJPayne · Dec 24, 2013

We must face our fears,
look, the phoenix and its tears!
Courage freely flows.

zanzjan · Dec 24, 2013

Courage freely flows
when friends rally to your side;
what, then, skulks behind?

B.D. Eyeslie · Dec 25, 2013

What, then skulks behind
where, when, why, and how? Tell me--
or are you afraid?

ZeeZeeDreamsalot · Dec 25, 2013

Or are you afraid?
Rueful behind a closed door.
Never entering.

alexaherself · Dec 26, 2013

Never entering
Destined to be excluded
That's independence

B.D. Eyeslie · Dec 27, 2013

That's independence
divided by dependants
makes co-dependent.

kkbe · Dec 27, 2013

Makes 'co-dependent'
look like a walk in the park.
Unbelievable.

William E. Harlan · Dec 27, 2013

Unbelievable!
I do not know what to say!
Unprecedented!

zanzjan · Dec 27, 2013

Unprecedented!
A haiku that does not once
mention cherry trees!

Xelebes · Dec 27, 2013

Mention cherry trees,
dear infatuated one.
The grapevine withers.

alexaherself · Dec 28, 2013

The grapevine withers
Grapes die all over the place
No more wine for us

B.D. Eyeslie · Dec 28, 2013

No more wine for us;
it stains our holy vestments.
Gin soaked rags appeal.

alexaherself · Dec 28, 2013

Gin soaked rags appeal
For money often, not to
Mention their wearers.

bethbethbeth · Dec 29, 2013

Mention their wearers
in your glossy spreads. Charmed lives.
Newsprint fairytales.

B.D. Eyeslie · Dec 29, 2013

Newsprint fairytales
mask paper mache faces,
a secret process.

CDSinex · Dec 29, 2013

A secret process?
We hide in cocoons until
butterflies emerge.

Levico · Dec 29, 2013

A secret process,
Missiles, guns, girls and fine wine;
Careful, Mr. Bond.

kdnxdr · Dec 29, 2013

careful, mister! bond.
concrete intentions cement
future memories

zarada · Dec 30, 2013

future memories--
butterflies emerge at dawn
to cocoon at dusk

kkbe · Dec 30, 2013

To cocoon at dusk,
insulated for the night.
I'm in your pocket.

alexaherself · Dec 30, 2013

I'm in your pocket
Good job you have large pockets
And I'm pretty small

B.D. Eyeslie · Dec 30, 2013

And I'm pretty! Small
compliments will not go far;
you need better lines.