Haiku page

[SignOfLazarus]

Trickle from the crown
A torturous shining drip
Brutal sun melts me

 

[Epicurean Pariah]

Last nights blizzard melts.
In a chiaroscuro scene,
A cardinal chirps.

 

[Beverly]

A clap of thunder
Deafening roar of the wind
The scent of brimstone

 

[Epicurean Pariah]

A clap of thunder
Deafening roar of the wind
The scent of brimstone

Beverly , Pompeii, a pick up truck back firing or hell on Earth. Many images come to mind. I am curious what image were you creating for us?

 

[watersprite]

Pack items list check
Neat tidy tummy flip flop
Satchel silent waits

 

[ancusmitis]

Ronnie James Dio
His howl could wake the heavens
Metal never dies

 

[Beverly]

Beverly , Pompeii, a pick up truck back firing or hell on Earth. Many images come to mind. I am curious what image were you creating for us?

Because I'm reading a story about Tutankhamen, I was picturing the spontaneous combustion of his mummy due to the embalmers using far too much resin. I was imagining what that might have been like if his spirit were still in that body and aware when it happened. I know rather macabre of me but, you did ask for a sensory experience and, that would be one that is far outside the realm of everyday at least.

 

[Epicurean Pariah]

Because I'm reading a story about Tutankhamen, I was picturing the spontaneous combustion of his mummy due to the embalmers using far too much resin. I was imagining what that might have been like if his spirit were still in that body and aware when it happened. I know rather macabre of me but, you did ask for a sensory experience and, that would be one that is far outside the realm of everyday at least.

Beverly, wow, a burning mummy haiku. None of this flutterbys and blooming night jasmine and blue birds stuff.
I can't think of what to call the burning mummy haiku. Unique!
Well expressed.

 

[Beverly]

Flutterbies flitting
Jasmine blooming in the darkness
Blue birds floating past

Never feed a lyricist inspiration - you might get what you asked for.

 

[ancusmitis]

Bees of destiny
The mighty flower beckons
epic blossom war

 

[Epicurean Pariah]

Flutterbies flitting
Jasmine blooming in the darkness
Blue birds floating past

Never feed a lyricist inspiration - you might get what you asked for.

Every artist need a muse. Believe me when I proclaim to the world I am more about inspiration than perspiration.
I was was in that airtight box,that I made to insulate me from most of society. Like your great king mummy.
Currently,I am inspired.

 

[tachyon]

Love will find it's way
If you will open your heart
Waiting patiently

 

[tachyon]

Every artist need a muse. Believe me when I proclaim to the world I am more about inspiration than perspiration.
I was was in that airtight box,that I made to insulate me from most of society. Like your great king mummy.
Currently,I am inspired.

In an airtight box
Made by me to insulate
Me from all the hate

 

[tachyon]

Deep on the surface
Life of a celebrity
Shallow underneath

 

[tachyon]

Got more stuff to do
Got to stop this haiku flow
All is quiet now

 

[SignOfLazarus]

Beverly, to paraphrase the Moody Blues, thinking is the best way to(time)travel.

MOODY BLUES YAY
THIS IS NOT A HAIKU
JUST A MOODY BLUES FAN

 

[watersprite]

Breathe new light of change
Flowing like a river gives
Summer morning cool

 

[watersprite]

blinds drawn safe and dark
entangled bit cracks window
helios patches

 

[Mia]

Fat strawberries shine,
juicy, red and stuck with seeds
skinny workers bend.

 

[Epicurean Pariah]

Fat strawberries shine,
juicy red and stuck with seeds
skinny workers bend.

Very nice, I think the fat and thin play off each other well.