Time blazed by so fast
I didn't check on NG
First thing this morning
Time blazed by so fast
I didn't check on NG
First thing this morning
Taking a trip out
Into the wide wide wide world!
Trippy wideness. Word.
Autumn is giving way
To Winter far too quickly.
Snow and cold winds blow.
I don't know why the
Sad face is titled a frown.
Strange times at NG
At 11/6/19 05:28 AM, Cyberdevil wrote:I don't know why the
Sad face is titled a frown.
Strange times at NG
At least 'Annoyed' is aptly named. :P
At 11/7/19 04:32 AM, Syrupmasterz wrote:At least 'Annoyed' is aptly named. :P
I always thought that
The laughing face meant happy
Until they named it
When the days go short,
People put away their shorts,
I have no such plans.
If the cold contorts,
Let us distort into forts,
Brave, and hone these lands.
Pray the lonely cold,
Gets some company so us
Coldest folks get snow.
The first snow now falls!
A brittle glitter, is all,
Slowly melts away
Green leaves unwind time,
I journey to find mine but
Get stuck inside mind.
Out to the world of
Disturbance and chaos. Oz.
The magical slum.
I feel I've outgrown,
My hopes of sun and snow, now
Life just rolls along
I feel I've outgrown,
My old robes and shirts and so -
Need to get in shape
Every time I
Try to wind down my blinds are
Brimming with sunshine
I'm about to hit.
The road and walk a way to.
Day 1 dues: Day 2.
Light hits the table,
No dwelling in the darkness,
Cards are all in play.
A new day maybe?
Sparkles like tuna/gravy,
When it's only fake
In claymation do'h!
Play do clay motions, hasty
My ration of fun.
Woke up way too late,
Since I woke first too early -
Ugh. Such is the day.
I'm in the office.
Contemplating wonders of
Futures yet to come.
Saw a picture of
Ferret by a computer -
Homage haiku here.
Blackened, the night's voice
Wind freezing my fingertips
Nature is my home
The wistful claims of,
A woe that drains you, thoughtless
Body mind and soul
it's page 69
whenever is a good time
to write down your mind
Oh, Billy. Billy,
Don't you lose my number. 'Cause
You're not anywhere...
That I can't find you.
Oh no, Billy. Billy don't
You lose my number.
Endings, endings, and
Yet more endings. Thank goodness
For new beginnings.
Of course the grass looks
Greener on the other side!
Can't you smell the paint?
Traveling, travel...
Unravel thin gravel, gray
Roads, somewhere, from home
Waiting on a train...
Five six hour trip and it's
Forty minutes late
Train trip went OK!
Five hours of sleep and I'm
Back here by my desk
Savaged by the wind!
I don't think we're in Kansas
Anymore, Toto...
Rainy days a glaze,
Windy fall a whisper in
Timid winder waves
I don't write haiku
I drop rap wisdom on fools
Gangsta-ass ninja
Hey, I feel you man!
I don't make haiku, either—
I make history.
They say history
Is written by the winners!
I guess we're winners.