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How about some Haikus, three line poems, five syllables, seven syllables, five syllables;
First snow, then silence.
This thousand dollar screen dies
so beautifully.
Thoughts
I am not
dying slowly. I am
falling from the sky
scraper.
Death it comes for me
so fast, so slow, so certain
I fall to meet it
(http://cdn.history.com/sites/2/2013/12/42-22343897.jpg)
Mast Tragedy
The loss of
a raised flag
at full mast.
Purpose
I write because I know
monkeys who write
enough...
Ook ook ook ook ook
ooh AAAH AAAH AAAH
Ook ook ook ook ook.
One of the more sensible haikus I have ever read!
Chaos reigns within.
Reflect, repent, and reboot.
Order shall return.
Not a haikooooo, but I like reasons to post stuff I write.
Honesty
Attrition:
Of words bounced off
me and on to you.
We aren't aren't saying playing
until we do. after.
We've crafted careful outs -
snarky innocents.
We are always right
I've asked her and she asked you.
We all agree we are clever.
Your words bounce off me
and into your skull
like a bullet.
Pull the trigger.
But it's not about you.
Not a haikooooo, but I like reasons to post stuff I write.
Honesty
Attrition:
Of words bounced off
me and on to you.
We aren't aren't saying playing
until we do. after.
We've crafted careful outs -
snarky innocents.
We are always right
I've asked her and she asked you.
We all agree we are clever.
Your words bounce off me
and into your skull
like a bullet.
Pull the trigger.
But it's not about you.
Some of that works for me. I like your signature did you write it yourself?
I have been pulling the computer related haikus off the internet.
Writing them is hard work I cannot seem to get the discordant twist.
Here is one of my attempts;
small hand, big button
stable genius contemplates
yet another coke
Yes, everything I posted I have written. (And my sig)
Alright, last one....
Collective Guilt (Me and The Black Cat)
We are good like God.
Punishing the faithful with purpose
like Satan.
We have rights like King.
Dreaming up righteous mandates
like the Klan.
We give hope like Jesus.
Keeping faith in cult personalities
like Manson.
We are strong like Gandhi.
To defend the unspoken minority
like old Mao.
We still live like Buddha.
Awaiting our rebirth
like lost fools.
a reference (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Black_Cat_(short_story))
Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.
^^^Sometime thats not a bad thing :D
Information Age
Breaking news
happening overnight
murder by an illegal
searches on Google
stock's record profits
sent overseas
warfare in the Middle East
Coast prepares for Hurricanes
championship run
away killed by a drunk
pilot crashed at a Russian
president starts conflict
resolution this New Year's
holiday vacation home sales
training for a new career
politicians elected to represent
criminals vindicated by test-tube
babies born with the Zika virus
stole documents leaked to media
mistrust at record levels
new sanctions against Putin
says hacks were fake
news breaking.
Hitting ugly wall
Great American Eagle
reduced to tweeting
The Long Falling In
Unending verdant fields and the twinkle of fireflies
spiral in orbit around a country cottage reflecting
the sun's rich amber on cedar siding at dusk
just before the atrophy of summer's afterglow.
Nebulae of green surround the silhouette
created by a rural cabin's eclipse
of the fading sun drifting
below summer's horizon.
Earthen tones accrete around
unnatural shape then collapse
into perpetual darkness.
Light meets darkness
as form softens.
A Light
and a Dark. Darkness|
light.
singularity
HA! You quite the poet QDS!
I'm glad you like the poems.
HA! You quite the poet QDS!
Definitely multitalented; 3D printing, dog friendly doors and poesy.
Sadly not my own work;
Stay the patient course
Of little worth is your ire
The network is down
The code was willing,
It considered your request,
But the chips were weak.
Printer not ready.
Could be a fatal error.
Have a pen handy?
Aaron and Abe
Thought experiments never pay out.
There needs to be actualization.
You found it without facing causality.
You avoided it.
You could not avoid consequences though.
Loops stacked upon themselves
till the weight of your mistake
ended what you loved most.
You might recreate the past but you cannot undo regret.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Primer_(film)
The Men On Trains A sweaty invisible man drifts
toward the roar of subway trains.
Perspiration rolls down his face,
or tears, perhaps.
Finally he has a purpose.
يا إلهي ، خذني
A cold stern man sits uncomfortably
in the stench of humanity.
His blank stare diverted to a crazed
migrant yelling what he will not understand.
Finally he feels unrelenting warmth.
Oh god, save me.
For DaveInNJ
Nothing
How easily I surrender my thoughts to flashes,
forgoing real meaning for bangs and lights blinking;
Prompted to press "a" my tired thumb bashes.
How easily I surrender my thoughts to flashes.
Texting with one eye while the other avoids crashes.
Someday i'll drift clear past center line while thinking
how easily I surrender my thoughts to flashes,
forgoing real meaning for bangs and lights blinking.
You channelling Leonard Cohen Qds?
You channelling Leonard Cohen Qds?
Damn, I could not figure out what Qds stood for.
Went through the Leonard Cohen playlist, looked up the latin "quater die sumendus".
Finally the penny dropped with a bang and realisation flashed.
Obviously a Monday morning and brain not functioning.
I'm pretty sure when it's all over, I will sigh eternally.... so, maybe.
I should have put the comma in. :(
Heritage
Six years ago my son shot up his last string of heroin
smuggled here from some South-American shithole.
And she's all I have left. My sweet girl - jailbait for unwanted
undocumented gang-bangers living tax free on my dime.
And I have to protect her. Sharia law is coming, believe me.
They said 9/11 couldn't happen but the planes still crashed.
And I have to be proud for her. So I stand for my country.
Soon as the truck fixed up i'll fly the stripes and stars.
And America has to be great for her. So i'll settle down
for a little slumber so I won't have to see her disgrace.
Is it possible to write Haikus in Hawaiian?
Just writing "Oumuamua" seems to use up five syllables.
On Desiring The Recreation Of The Freedom Of A Shotgun - 1994
Pins and needles scatter light
from crevices of sunshine crawling
through brown shades of dust.
How many times can thirty
days be cast aside - secrets in a dresser
collected - regrets in a cigar box
unkept?
Pins and needles wage a fight
over the love for self destruction
against the righteousness of life.
Little Bit
Dear it's quite clear you're like a lemon drop
You're the kind of candy that sticks
hard shell gone soft - stuck in mouth
You're the kind of candy that tricks
with a two toned taste - a little bitter
You're the kind of candy that sits -
bottom of the dish - just sweet enough
Like a lemon drop
My lame attempt...
Some folks enjoy the roses.
Some folks fear the thorns.
Soon there will be neither.
Who will regret
Life?
The goal is to keep trying
The goal is to keep trying
Meow,
I thought @microcat's was good.
i didn't mean to be rude, my point is you keep writing and if your lucky one of your shit poems isn't shit. So i keep trying. No offense made. It wasn't s comment on his poem, but on his "lame attempt comment". They are all lame attempts. But not his, personally.
I went the latest Trump rally
to greet my deplorable sally
but things went south quick
when he pulled out his dick
and giggled "i'm a lib from cali!"