~wolf
Thu, Nov 12, 1998 (20:09)
seed
Japanese form of poetry, first two lines rhyme, last one doesn't. Have you written any Haiku?
~Charlotte
Fri, Nov 13, 1998 (08:57)
#1
Really? I had never heard haiku defined as having rhyme. I've
always been taught that it's 17 syllables, 5-7-5, three lines,
and it should be an encapsulation of a moment in nature.
My alltime favorite haiku, by Bashi, I think:
blink and stare and blink
a mute exchange of wonder
the owl and the child
Here's one of mine:
flying toward summer
far above marshmallow seas
oh, for a campfire!
and here's another. This one's been published:
two glorious words:
aurora borealis
can't hold the glory
~wolf
Fri, Nov 13, 1998 (09:22)
#2
those are nice and you are absolutely correct, charlotte, haiku doesn't rhyme.
sorry for the confusion! *smile*
~TIM
Sun, Nov 22, 1998 (19:55)
#3
I liked the one about the aurora borealis. I'ts so right. 2 million words
cannot adequately describe it. It is one of those things where you have to be there.
~wolf
Sun, Nov 22, 1998 (22:05)
#4
have never been there and would like to see it at least once in my lifetime. i
don't believe the pictures i've seen do it justice.
~TIM
Sun, Nov 22, 1998 (22:35)
#5
Not even a TV camera with a wide angle lens! But you have to go in the dark of the moon. Mid december to mid february. I'm warning you though, all fireworks
displays pale by comparison.
~wolf
Mon, Nov 23, 1998 (11:09)
#6
i always thought God's fireworks were way better!
~TIM
Mon, Nov 23, 1998 (13:12)
#7
By far!!! Not even in the same universe!!
~wolf
Wed, Oct 18, 2000 (19:32)
#8
this just in from marcia:
Dog Haiku
I lie belly-up
In the sunshine, happier than
You will ever be.
Today I sniffed
Many dog behinds -- I celebrate
By kissing your face.
I sound the alarm!
Paper boy -- come to kill us all
Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!
I sound the alarm!
Garbage man -- come to kill us all
Look! Look! Look! Look! Look!
How do I love thee?
The ways are as numberless as
My hairs on the rug.
~MarciaH
Wed, Oct 18, 2000 (19:38)
#9
Yay Wolfie!!! You found the perfect place for this bit of (sorry!) doggerel...
~MarciaH
Mon, Nov 6, 2000 (13:59)
#10
From a dear gentleman:
"Night Rain"
An early cricket chirps
And then is silent.
The dying lamp goes out,
Then flares again.
Outside the window
I know there is rain
In the night.
From banana leaves
First comes the sound.
Bai Jyu-Yi
Tang Dynasty
Approx. 800 AD
~MarciaH
Mon, Nov 6, 2000 (14:00)
#11
~MarciaH
Mon, Nov 6, 2000 (14:01)
#12
The large initial drops of a tropical squall do indeed announce themselves on banana leaves. Mine do!
~CherylB
Tue, Nov 7, 2000 (16:20)
#13
Tang poetry. I do know that the Tang Dynasty was the great era for Chinese bronze casting. However, I don't know much about the poetry of the time. Thanks Marcia.
~MarciaH
Tue, Nov 7, 2000 (21:23)
#14
This probably should be in its own topic but another lovely one was sent by the same gentleman - much to my pleasure:
QUIET NIGHT THOUGHTS
Before my bed
there is bright moonlight
So that it seems
like frost on the ground:
Lifting my head
I watch the bright moon,
Lowering my head
I dream that I'm home.
--Li Po
~MarciaH
Wed, Nov 8, 2000 (16:30)
#15
And, yet another. I need to know what this exquisite Chinese poetry is called so we can make a topic for it...
AN INVITATION TO MY FRIEND LYOU
"Green Ant"
New wine.
Red Clay
Little warming-stove.
It is late
And about to snow.
Could you drink
A cup with me?
Bai Jyu-Yi
Tang Dynasty
817 AD.
~MarciaH
Wed, Nov 15, 2000 (18:36)
#16
RED-NECK HAIKU
BEAUTY
Naked in repose
Silvery silhouette girls
Adorn my mudflaps
REMORSE
A painful sadness
Cain't fit big screen TV through
Double-wide's front door
OPTIONS
Unemployment's out.
Hey, maybe I can git on
Disability
MOTHER AND CHILD
Crusted in boogers
Stained with Kool-Aid, baby has face
Only Mama loves
BLAZE
Distant siren screams
Dumb-ass Verne's been mowing with
Gasoline again
A NEW MOON
Flashlights pierce darkness
No nightcrawlers to be found
Guess we'll gig some frogs
EXUBERANCE
Joyous, playful, bright
Trailer park girl rolls in puddle
Of old motor oil
ALONE
Seeking solitude
Carl's ex-wife Tammy files fer
Restraining order
DESIRE
Damn, in that tube-top
You make me almost fergit
That you're my cousin
HATRED
I curse the rainbow
Emblazoned upon his hood
Goddamn Jeff Gordon
OFFERINGS
Tonight we hunger
Grandma sent grocery money
To Robert Tilton
DRAMA
Set the VCR
Dukes of Hazard Marathon
Starts at 9 O'Clock
DEPRIVED
In WalMart toy aisle
Wailing boy wants rasslin' doll
Mama whups his ass
NO SIGNAL
White noise, buzzing static
Call Earl; the satellite dish
Needs new descrambler
IMPOUNDED
Sixty-five dollars
And cyclone fence keeps me from
My El Camino
GATHERING
In early morning mist
Mama searches Circle K for
Moon Pies and Red Man
PRIDE
Grinning, he displays
The nine hundred beer cans that
Fill his pick-up bed
~wolf
Wed, Nov 15, 2000 (19:46)
#17
*laugh*
~MarciaH
Wed, Nov 15, 2000 (19:55)
#18
back down to earth, huh?!
~MarciaH
Fri, Nov 17, 2000 (23:45)
#19
oh...and for those of you who did not get enough:
lonely and depressed
all of my cousins are guys
back to the chat room
--Bubba