Aah that feels better. Not a mention of the seasons or little golden leaf boats or winters icy fingers…
The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous. Oh, and I know they’re probably Senryu. I struggle with boundaries a bit.
All senses heightened
all I can hear, all I see
Eat with your mouth closed
Aah that feels better. Not a mention of the seasons or little golden leaf boats or winters icy fingers…
The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous. Oh, and I know they’re probably Senryu. I struggle with boundaries a bit.
Took her on a date
She blew her nose, made me gag
Think she’s still single
A grown up attempt at a tanka.
Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday
I don’t take many things seriously as you probably know but I am going to make a concerted effort to do Colleen’s challenges properly when I do them. I have scant regard for the correct use of haiku and tanka and often do such beastly things to them but I think it is also important to show appreciation for the little blighters because they are so fabulous when done right.
This week the challenge was to use synonyms for ENERGY and KNOWLEDGE. I used SPARK and UNDERSTANDING.
Universe unfolds
From single spark, life abounds
Ever expanding
Time and space beyond our grasp
Vast expanses of nothing
slowly easing myself back into senryu and haiku of a more ridiculous kind.
The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous. Oh, and I know they’re probably Senryu. I struggle with boundaries a bit.
First time sleepover…
Hes on the spectrum you say?
No hes just a shit
Aah that feels better. Not a mention of the seasons or little golden leaf boats or winters icy fingers…
The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous. Oh, and I know they’re probably Senryu. I struggle with boundaries a bit.
He turns from his wife
She cries into her pillow
Turns out he liked men
slowly easing myself back into senryu and haiku of a more ridiculous kind.
The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous. Oh, and I know they’re probably Senryu. I struggle with boundaries a bit.
Flushed cheeks ,brow sweating
Tears down your cheeks, fire burns
Tikka masala…
Let’s keep it simple shall we.
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows
Red light lit, his tart
sweet and sultry,warm he glows
She who gave him crabs
I feel the normal starting to slip…
This week I am having a crack at not being weird and odd when it comes to my itsy bitsy japanese poems.
Early signs of spring
Pasty legs and squinting eyes
Greet insipid sun
Another normal haiku. hmmm. Ill do maybe once more tomorrow then that is it
This week I am having a crack at not being weird and odd when it comes to my itsy bitsy japanese poems.
Golden river boats
Float through crystal clear waters
Signal summers end
More dull limericks
This week I am having a crack at not being weird and odd when it comes to my itsy bitsy japanese poems.
Verdant green flashes
winter Slowly retreating
Life embryonic
Another haiku a bit like the adults write
This week I am having a crack at not being weird and odd when it comes to my itsy bitsy japanese poems.
Stubbon she lingers
her wary welcome outstayed
winter, guest be gone
An attempt at a proper haiku
This week I am having a crack at not being weird and odd when it comes to my itsy bitsy japanese poems.
Chilled bones slowly creak
Frosty fingers grasp my throat
winters icy grip
Let’s keep it simple shall we.
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows
German Aunt insists
“Keep down ze noise and zen you
shall have ze bratwuurst”
An attempt at a proper haiku
This week I am having a crack at not being weird and odd when it comes to my itsy bitsy japanese poems.
Wind through the tree tops
Gate ajar banging all night
land swept clean at dawn
Did yo know there are more rules than just the 5/7/5? Oh yeah there are tons of the chuffing things like:
A piece where I mention turkey wattle in an inappropriate way
As a balance to the inevitable avalanche of love and tenderness spewing into your WordPress feed this week I bring you these.
Heart beating, mouth dry
knotted stomach, hands trembling
Love? Food poisoning?
A piece where I mention turkey wattle in an inappropriate way
As a balance to the inevitable avalanche of love and tenderness spewing into your WordPress feed this week I bring you these.
Tender caresses
Kisses planted in the dark
Grunts, rolls over, snores
A grown up attempt at a tanka.
Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday
I don’t take many things seriously as you probably know but I am going to make a concerted effort to do Colleen’s challenges properly when I do them. I have scant regard for the correct use of haiku and tanka and often do such beastly things to them but I think it is also important to show appreciation for the little blighters because they are so fabulous when done right.
This week the challenge was to use synonyms for Character and Affection. I used Disposition and Tenderness.
Cold disposition
Winter holds firm unyielding
until spring awakes
Her tenderness revealing
new life long hidden in sleep
A piece where I mention turkey wattle in an inappropriate way
As a balance to the inevitable avalanche of love and tenderness spewing into your WordPress feed this week I bring you these.
Old people loving
pendulous, gravity pulls…
think turkey wattle
I’m sure he chooses these words to test my self restraint.
Ronovan provides the words. Then a haiku follows. Though mine are kinda haiku in form only and I believe senryu in every other way.
geriatric slip
how quick their hips dislocate
like well cooked chickens
An attempt to defile love and the haiku form all at once
As a balance to the inevitable avalanche of love and tenderness spewing into your WordPress feed this week I bring you these.
Fingers tight ’round throat
playful, pushing back boundries
too far, cold dead flesh
An attempt to defile love and the haiku form all at once
As a balance to the inevitable avalanche of love and tenderness spewing into your WordPress feed this week I bring you these.
He watches and craves
from the shadows his love grows
restraining order
Both serious and playful. The Japanese would not approve
The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous. Oh, and I know they’re probably Senryu. I struggle with boundaries a bit.
The eager bride groom
hungry for the wedding night
he arrives early
More stuff from my brain meat…
Charlie’s Journey – OWPC Challenge
Deep and insightfully insightfulnessnessHo
Both serious and playful. The Japanese would not approve
The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous. Oh, and I know they’re probably Senryu. I struggle with boundaries a bit.
Tears stream down my cheeks
back arched, tense, fighting release
miles to a bathroom
More stuff from my brain meat…
Charlie’s Journey – OWPC Challenge
Deep and insightfully insightfulnessnessHo
Both serious and playful. The Japanese would not approve
The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous. Oh, and I know they’re probably Senryu. I struggle with boundaries a bit.
warm sun on my skin
drowsy, relaxed I slumber
awake lobster red
More stuff from my brain meat…
Charlie’s Journey – OWPC Challenge
Deep and insightfully insightfulnessnessHo
Both serious and playful. The Japanese would not approve
The haiku, so proud, tight, formal. So little saying so much. Mostly though I like to defile them with the ridiculous. Oh, and I know they’re probably Senryu. I struggle with boundaries a bit.
Cruel winter winds
plays havoc with my nipples
Hey! Eyes are up here!
More stuff from my brain meat…
Charlie’s Journey – OWPC Challenge
Deep and insightfully insightfulnessnessHo
Afterwards 