simple, 5-7-5 haikus, going by syllables only… post away
glass jar of pickles
translucent juice and slices
i would like one please
Thats funny I wrote one in my creative writing class the other day…
iMatalo cabron!
Why are we doing this?
¿Quien sabe?
Once upon a time…
A man dealt death with poem
They Called Him Haiku
Oh Au-te-phex
after a very long lay-off
you do this to us!
another
so Au-te-phex
post only when your sober
you crazy kid you
laughs out loud and such
posting under influence
quick edit that post
I once heard the great John Cooper Clarke recite a haiku. It went something like:
To express oneself
in seventeen syllables
is very diffic
Careful Amigo
Django has a machine gun
Please don’t make him mad
[quote=“Phil H, post:6, topic:1963”]I once heard the great John Cooper Clarke recite a haiku. It went something like:
To express oneself
in seventeen syllables
is very diffic[/quote]
hahah… that’s cool, where’d you see John Cooper Clarke at?
Mexican border
Now seven men on horses
Then five in the dust
I need a massage
It’s me, Chuck Connors Brother
Hang ten and stay cool
Iron clears leather,
another fight decided.
Death costs little here.
In order to be a real good Haiku, the words must express some opposition (old/young, warm/cold, silence/sound etc.) That’s why they’re often about seasons, about the passing of time, about a sudden insight in life’s vicissitudes
Winter is coming
My heart is getting warmer
When you are around
Morning dew settles
Discarded leaves lay scattered
As I awaken
I’ve seen JCC a number of times in various places over the years.
Saw him first around 1977 at the Marquee club in London. Caught him a few other times in London as well as once in Sydney Australia. Last time was a couple of years ago at a local theatre here during an Essex Literature Festival. Despite his Salford roots JCC is an Essex resident these days. He had many lean years due to drug and alcohol problems but seems to be back on form these days and writing some great stuff again.
Just realized mine was a senryu and not a haiku, my bad…
Your cunt reeks of death
Where dark and light don’t differ
Zombie fucking slut
[quote=“Bad Lieutenant, post:16, topic:1963”]Your cunt reeks of death
Where dark and light don’t differ
Zombie fucking slut[/quote]
YES! You are a modern day Orson Welles my friend!
I…I…I…di…ot
Unkn… Unkn… nothing on this stone
Let’s move on Blondie
A boy from Holland
Wrote a haiku full of dirt
Oh, bad lieutenant!
Relaxing piss waves
balanced perfect, Oh dear lord
reveal a Ocean