My thoughts on how passion, skill and enthusiasm ultimately pay off. Or at least, I believe it.......
It only takes one
spark amidst the tinder to
make the fire burn.
(The word "fire" has two syllables in UK and Australian English at least; it's a tricky one.)
Lighten the Load
Pick grains of sand off
individually from
the dune of burdens.
I visited Fenway Park - the U.S.A.'s oldest and most beloved ballpark - today:
The Game
Ah, the game...peanuts
and cracker jacks...allergies.
But they still smell good.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
At 7/20/14 09:49 PM, TheDoor6 wrote: I visited Fenway Park - the U.S.A.'s oldest and most beloved ballpark - today:
The Game
Ah, the game...peanuts
and cracker jacks...allergies.
But they still smell good.
You're allergic to peanuts and cracker jacks? : (
At 7/21/14 04:49 AM, Troisnyx wrote:At 7/20/14 09:49 PM, TheDoor6 wrote: I visited Fenway Park - the U.S.A.'s oldest and most beloved ballpark - today:You're allergic to peanuts and cracker jacks? : (
The Game
Ah, the game...peanuts
and cracker jacks...allergies.
But they still smell good.
Yeah...but don't worry! I still enjoyed my hot dog, pizza, and frozen lemonade while I was there. ;) That reminds me...
Man, I need to start eating better...
It is an endless
cycle of self-pity and
unearned indulgence.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
At 7/21/14 08:52 AM, TheDoor6 wrote:At 7/21/14 04:49 AM, Troisnyx wrote: You're allergic to peanuts and cracker jacks? : (Yeah...but don't worry! I still enjoyed my hot dog, pizza, and frozen lemonade while I was there. ;) That reminds me...
Man, I need to start eating better...
It is an endless
cycle of self-pity and
unearned indulgence.
Or in my case:
Break out the cream
crackers, apple turnovers
and buttered crumpets.
:P
At 7/21/14 09:25 AM, Troisnyx wrote: Or in my case:
Break out the cream
crackers, apple turnovers
and buttered crumpets.
P
My favorites are
cranberry bread, pumpkin pie,
and grasshopper pie.
:3
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
At 7/21/14 11:01 AM, TheDoor6 wrote:At 7/21/14 09:25 AM, Troisnyx wrote: Or in my case:My favorites are
Break out the cream
crackers, apple turnovers
and buttered crumpets.
P
cranberry bread, pumpkin pie,
and grasshopper pie.
3
Grasshopper pie???
Just had a fluffy,
gloriously good omelet.
I'm a happy girl.
At 7/22/14 06:43 AM, Troisnyx wrote:
Grasshopper pie???
Just had a fluffy,
gloriously good omelet.
I'm a happy girl.
Grasshopper pie is made with mint and marshmallows (which gives it the COLOR of grasshoppers), and a chocolate crust (the color of soil).
Some people call it
crème de menthe pie, but that's the
boring, proper name.
;)
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
My first haiku.....I'm better at spoken word and stuff like that.
Where the birds
sing and fly
way across the sky
I want to be there
where worries evaporate
and days of despair
go away like air
I want to be there
I have the eyes of something and the mind of Albert Einstein and van gogh on acid
At 7/22/14 08:03 PM, Ruevenhouse wrote: My first haiku.....I'm better at spoken word and stuff like that.
Where the birds
sing and fly
way across the sky
I want to be there
where worries evaporate
and days of despair
go away like air
I want to be there
That's not even a
haiku; it's five-seven-five.
Jeez, do your homework.
Unrequited Love
We passed in town square,
ear buds in. Too bad we rock
to different tunes.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
Forced Haikuing.
"But daddy, please please.
I don't want to make haikus."
"Shut up and work, son."
Radaketor is my gay lil' buddy.
GENERATION 20: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.
Conveyor Belt
Lemons race to the
other side. Old ladies get
mad. Another day.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
A New Instrument
The shiny tin feels
smooth on my hands. Time to place
my hands on its holes.
The Birds
My mind is numbed by
repetition. Distractions
yield to sleep again.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
Eerie Future
You sounded like a
lie. Now I am ignorant
of stolen knowledge.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
Why is no one posting in this thread anymore? :(
Dreams
My dreams were shoved in
a pinhole of time. Few will
make it out alive.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
At 7/27/14 10:10 AM, TheDoor6 wrote: Why is no one posting in this thread anymore? :(
Dreams
My dreams were shoved in
a pinhole of time. Few will
make it out alive.
I'd been out all day today, and I was just as tired yesterday as I am today. So I'm back.
I have just come from
the home of the Beatles, the
Mersey and somesuch.
Video Game execution
Kamehameha!
Finish him. Fatality.
Terrible Haiku
Sorry for that bad haiku. I couldn't think of anything better
Radaketor is my gay lil' buddy.
GENERATION 20: The first time you see this, copy it into your sig on any forum and add 1 to the generation. Social experiment.
Longevity
Death's shadow only
grows longer, but inner strength
can keep us alive.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
On Epic Battle Fantasy
I am wading through
legions of slimes, dragons, and
bushes. Let it end........
At 7/29/14 03:50 PM, Troisnyx wrote: On Epic Battle Fantasy
I am wading through
legions of slimes, dragons, and
bushes. Let it end........
On Magic: The Gathering
Feed your addiction.
Mind-deep in cardboard crack, cut
and draw seven cards.
:3
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
College Stuff
I hide behind my
achievements. Ask me why I'm
just a number now.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
A series of haiku on a funeral I recently attended.
A belovèd priest
has recently died. Throngs came
to the funeral.
Black, white and purple,
were the colours of the day.
Silence abounded.
He was fondly loved
by the hundreds who knew him
and appreciated him.
The Mass was short and
sweet, with no long and drawn-out
eulogies and such.
He came in standing,
but Padre left church, carried,
feet first out the door.
And so will we, too,
at the appointed hour,
be snatched off by Death.
Collar, stole or rags --
all will join hands with Death as
he bids us all dance.
Always it will end
with six strong men lifting us
to our place of rest.
When my time is up,
have mercy on my soul, Lord,
I plead this of You!
I can't help but dread
fleeting moments pass me by
till I have none left.
My own body melts
as a snowflake hitting the
warm and tender earth.
Help me, on that day,
to trust in Your infinite
compassion and love.
For now, I pray that
the soul of this dear priest may rest
in the sleep of peace.
And, on the last day,
that he may be admitted
into heav'nly joy.
(Good grief, that's too many haiku for a day. Wonder if I should put this in my poetry thread as well...)
At 7/30/14 03:58 PM, Troisnyx wrote: (Good grief, that's too many haiku for a day. Wonder if I should put this in my poetry thread as well...)
I honestly think I ought to revise some of it...... in some places I think I erred in the way I wrote things.
Krusty Krab Haiku
Is the Haiku for you and me
Krusty krab Haiku...
Radaketor is my gay lil' buddy.
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The Odd Time-Signature Haiku
Audible colours
Massaging cells of the mind
Rhythmically pleasing
@Troisnyx I'm so sorry for your loss. What a heartfelt poem, btw!
Alive in Writing
It crawls through the night,
bathed in shadow...a product
of my twisted mind.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
just another 21st century 3-5-3..
The Oil Age
bloody brown brown smog
fades to myth
Thanks to Green-Chicken for the sig graphics, ur awesome.
