At 2/8/18 03:02 AM, Cyberdevil wrote: When I'm eighty years
Maybe I'll look back at life...
Instead of forward
Senescence seems to
Be like that. Memories are
Like TV reruns.
While making new ones
Seems to dwindle, all the old
Ones play on repeat.
It's been a slow day...
Time passed and I have nothing...
Wish I could slow down...
Mad Earth rise! Today
Is the day that will change our
Lives! Spare change tonight
Wonder what to do
With the time I have at hand...
Wonders run anew.
Should I write haikus...?
Keep inspiration flowing...?
Making a routine,
Or write when I WILL!
When inspiration strikes me
Strong like thunder cloud.
Doubt rumbles aloud,
Monotone, stir, never stare -
Never stereo.
I want to break up
With rut. It doesn't take much!
Focus. Locusts. Mad.
A light you seek deep
This shallow life depletes heat
Walk the shores of new
Byzantine scholars
Once postulated about
Numerology.
Moreover, they had
Other means of discerning
This short acrostic.
Level Fifty nine!
Woo hoo! Simple words for a
Special occasion
Cyberdevil should
celebrate 58 and
masturbate lol great
Noggleton is so cool lol
At 2/13/18 07:05 AM, Noggleton wrote: Cyberdevil should
celebrate 58 and
masturbate lol great
But why celebrate
Level 58 when I
Am way higher now! :D
Deafening silence.
Cacophony of the dead.
Mournful battle cry.
Their graves are like teeth,
Rising from the sundered earth,
Grinning perverse smiles.
Awake! Your nightmare
Ends. Fear not Death and all his
Kin. A new day dawns.
Cacophony of...
Cacodemons! Like they deem
They're only dreaming
The carnage not real
No plot in this hot hell, no
Chance a human stands
Roll a Twenty to
Escape a devilish drove
Of Demogorgons.
Stranger Things happen
When you live in the Upside
Down, so roll away!
Crawling through Dungeons
With wall to wall demons &
Fire-breathing Dragons.
How will we survive?
By casting Magic Missile—
Attack The Darkness!
Just a haiku for
A rainy day without snow
Tired mourning gray
Sitting in the dark,
Banging out a new haiku.
The light is my screen.
Thank goodness I know
Where all the keyboard keys are!
Typos are no fun.
Typewriter is one
Of the longest words using
Only the top row.
Factoids are so fun!
Though generally useless,
Still interesting.
At 2/16/18 06:36 AM, ChronoNomad wrote: Thank goodness I know
Where all the keyboard keys are!
Typos are no fun.
My keyboard keys are
So worn out the letters are
barely visible
Especially the
Middle row, mostly a s
d f, n and m
I try to write, a
Entire sentence only
On the keys that top
Tremendous effort!
Sun isn't up but I rise,
Eyes like poltergeists
And take a step to...
Whatever's down the stairs there...
It doesn't fare clear...
Into the next room
Where breakfast's beyond reach, but...
At least a teacup,
I thought I knew where
I was in life twice but then
I saw the view here
Strong coffee is good
For waking up, but excess
Is detrimental...
A nice cuppa tea
Is the best thing to revive
World weary senses!
At 2/18/18 06:02 PM, ChronoNomad wrote: A nice cuppa tea
Is the best thing to revive
World weary senses!
Sipping tea is the
premise of the thread, but it's
been lost in time's grip.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
At 2/18/18 08:50 PM, TaintedLogic wrote:At 2/18/18 06:02 PM, ChronoNomad wrote: A nice cuppa teaSipping tea is the
Is the best thing to revive
World weary senses!
premise of the thread, but it's
been lost in time's grip.
A fine tradition
That should be reinstated!
Let's see what's brewing...
*sips tea*
At 2/18/18 10:46 PM, ChronoNomad wrote: A fine tradition
That should be reinstated!
Let's see what's brewing...
*sips tea*
Actually I'm
Sipping some tea right now! It's
Matcha Green Ginseng
Roulette made me money
I bought a Nintendo first
with the first half grand
Noggleton is so cool lol
I was looking for
A morning where I jump out!
Of bed instead of
Lying like a drunk
Cloud. Maybe tomorrow will
Be a sunny day
At 2/19/18 07:54 PM, Noggleton wrote: Roulette made me money
I bought a Nintendo first
with the first half grand
Really?! Congrats man!
Better not burn it too fast,
Save for the future...
This Haiku business,
pointless poetry with no rhyme,
dat dope meter, tho.
At 2/20/18 07:15 AM, DanRope wrote: This Haiku business,
pointless poetry with no rhyme,
dat dope meter, tho.
A true haiku is
Beautiful like the fallen
Sun, early autumn
A gray, rainy day;
Strangely warm for the season.
Bid the snow goodbye!
Though it may return
Before Winter is over,
We need a reprieve.
At a late night site
I await my tiredness... hear!
Here it comes again
For the weary days,
I hope are just a phase but
Fear become routine
How shall we avenge
The spilled blood of innocence
That cries for justice?
