It might be fun and interesting to do a variation on Rishi's "Une Lingne Donne" discussion in which three participants will each write a full haiku (rather than a single line) that will end up telling a cohesive haiku "story."
The first person will write a haiku. The second person will hit "reply" to that haiku, copy and paste it in the reply box, then add his or her own haiku. The third person will hit "reply" to the second offering, copy and paste the first two haiku, then add the third and final haiku.
Three haiku for each completed "story" sounds good to me because it gives the opportunity for a beginning, middle, and end.
I'll begin...
Tags: collaboration, poetry
I LUB YOUR MIND, TBDeez, d's girl, FGT, Fanny Quackenbush, whatever the heck your name is...
You make me smile.
Whatever moniker you finally light on, if any, let's have a money shot for your avatar. Uh oh...is that innappropriate?? Hahahaha.
hahaha.... I'm sorry I missed all the banter of the last several posts.
Glad you liked the caterpillar-snail ride, Kooner. '-)
Angharad.... what can I say? I love you. ❧❤❧
btw.... the angst-ridden, emotional rollercoaster morphing has stopped for the moment & I've joyfully returned to being d's girl. Such a delightful twist on my formerly oh-so-ever-fiercely-independent self. I love it. Truly, I do. '-)
apologizing
he is buffeted by angst
hating to cause pain
apologizing
he is buffeted by angst
hating to cause pain
"life is pain," she says
repressed tears brim in his eyes...
he clenches his jaw
apologizing
he is buffeted by angst
hating to cause pain
"life is pain," she says
repressed tears brim in his eyes...
he clenches his jaw
what has passed is past
he grasps her hesitant hand
and asks for new chance
Your gentle soul always shines through, M. Truth and making heartfelt, honest amends is almost always worth another chance, in my book.
Love you, Boy. XOXOXOXOXOX
the reality is.......
I love all my haiku friends
sharing pain and joy
the reality is.......
I love all my haiku friends
sharing pain and joy
Overt or subtle......
Male, female, friend, even foe
Hot, wet, though they go
their words resonate...
ten thousand beautiful birds
rising to heaven
reaching in the dark
for her transmigrated soul
he smells tea roses
reaching in the dark
for her transmigrated soul
he smells tea roses
transported he muses.....
she frolics before his eyes
it was all so good
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