The fifth day heatwave...
Like I sleep in a deep grave,
Wake up. All the same.
No air condition,
Can clear the air within this,
Thin house on a plain.
Maybe if you choose,
To endure: you get used to
About anything.
Heat wave and I'm like
Get out of here sunshine I
Want some rain again
Heatwave day number...
I don't know now, but it'll
Go down as the last.
Rely on other
Appliances than those that
You don't always have
Hazy morning wake.
Too early for my sake but,
Maybe not for work.
About time I leave!
On vacation, now rationed
Way not overseas
It's summer you all!
Have a good one, be free, do
What you need to be
im more of a winter type of guy and cant wait till then but thanks
I've not written one for here in aaaaaages. Back on the topic of drumming, since I last wrote about it here, my passion and skill have deepened. This is now more accurate.
Body and spirit
yield their loudest song of joy
to the drum's tattoo.
I apologize
for interrupting the stream
I felt like only
you guys could appreciate
this the way I do.
But I sipped tea as I posted this.
Please continue.
| It is possible to commit no mistakes and still lose|||Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.||||
First world problems have
Somehow become serious
As the world breaks down.
Me? I'm just bothered
By the fact that emojis
Don't feel apropos.
At 8/16/19 06:51 PM, Cyberdevil wrote:@gfoxcook is back!
I wonder if he's ever
Seen this haiku thread?
I was back a bit...
But then I wasn't around!
Each Clock Day calls me.
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At 8/15/20 10:40 AM, gfoxcook wrote:At 8/16/19 06:51 PM, Cyberdevil wrote:@gfoxcook is back!
I wonder if he's ever
Seen this haiku thread?
I was back a bit...
But then I wasn't around!
Each Clock Day calls me.
Devil Go Home,
Hell is your dwelling,
You will not prevail.
In Case of Emergency Before 911 Pray 611 and Afterword Sing a Revolutionary 9611.
Genesis 9 Hebrews 11.Matthew 6 Luke 11.Psalm 96 Revolution 11 {Witness The Music}
At 8/15/20 04:32 PM, MichaelJason1 wrote:At 8/15/20 10:40 AM, gfoxcook wrote:At 8/16/19 06:51 PM, Cyberdevil wrote:@gfoxcook is back!
I wonder if he's ever
Seen this haiku thread?
I was back a bit...
But then I wasn't around!
Each Clock Day calls me.
Devil Go Home,
Hell is your dwelling,
You will not prevail.
Satan seduces
Angels and demons alike...
Me? I just watch flash.
gfox // wi/ht?#9 // defunct PentaList (final update: 3/15/2008) // Cyberdevil's HexaList!
a long, long time ago: 60000 b/p (#2) // 36000 blams (#3) // 24000 saves (#1)
The Morning Star was
Once the most beautiful and
Beloved angel.
After The Fall, all
That's left are the tattered wings
Of a demon bat.
And not a really
Cool one, like Batman, but an
Ugly, twisted beast.
Say your prayers, little
Children, and mind your P's and
Q's... or he'll get you!
Revisit a place
long forgotten and embrace
nostalgic feelings.
~
Hi everybody! :)
It's nice to be back, even though I'm not really back. I'm just stopping in to revisit a place... ;)
I'm impressed and quite frankly a little proud of how well this thread has done since I opened it over 6 years ago. Thanks all for your continued enthusiasm.
I may pop in from time to time when I'm feeling the haiku enthusiasm. For some reason for me, reading haikus is quite relaxing. As this has become a sizeable catalogue, I've found myself simply browsing to kill time. Good work everyone!
I figured since I've been lurking the last couple days, I may as well make a sneaky guest appearance too.
Anyhow, let's keep it going!
Here's one more to make up for a fraction of my absences...
~
From sins of such scale
and shame of such magnitude
there is no return.
*sips tea*
An ancient remnant
From a long-forgotten past
Rises from the depths...
Are we worthy of
Such a visit, we who keep
The torches burning?
Every beginning
Has an end, while each ending
Renews the cycle.
All is as it was;
Minutes, hours, days, and years—
The music plays on.
*sips green tea*
Sun and noise outside
Where is my real life hidden
Will it ever shine?
Oh, and you can make up the title for yourselves.
The sun's beating down
Bodies sweat buckets
I hate summer, y'all
*chugs sweet tea*
Some Scooby Doo episodes would be a lot shorter if they just went to the costume shop and asked a couple of questions.
-@rShowerThoughts (Twitter)
At 8/18/20 11:20 PM, Elephly wrote:I'm impressed and quite frankly a little proud of how well this thread has done since I opened it over 6 years ago. Thanks all for your continued enthusiasm.
That kind of comment's one that almost inspires one to get back into that daily haiku grind once again. :) Cool to see you stopping by too. I agree the occasional feed haiku's a form of meditation in itself, content-dependent of course, sometimes uplifting, sometimes sobering, somethings something else.
The road of no re:
Turns close friends into contacts
Ghosts of jolly past
sipping some chamomile vanilla
At 8/15/20 10:40 AM, gfoxcook wrote:At 8/16/19 06:51 PM, Cyberdevil wrote:@gfoxcook is back!
I wonder if he's ever
Seen this haiku thread?
I was back a bit...
But then I wasn't around!
Each Clock Day calls me.
But did you ever
See this haiku thread before?
I still wonder now
I will tell you who
you are because I know you
in ways you do not.
Sit, breathe, be yourself.
Nothing is hidden from me
because I am thee.
I will not hold back
on this exposé segment.
I'm gonna make bank.
Clicking and clacking
on keys, these fingers do type
thine thoughts and feelings.
~i could go for a hojicha, i am diggin the japanese tea more lately lemme sip it gud~
Algebra
Then, I said I would
never use this. Now, a wall
between me, grad school.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
inevitable
the ways we revert to past
or is it not true ?
*xin laugh*
Haikus are stupid
They do not even rhyme
Do something useful
Colours bursting in
Shades of red, orange, and gold...
Fall? No. Piñata!
The night spent restless,
Thinking, then overthinking,
Of difficult things.
pettanko rights activist
yo, like, look at my wizards, my dudebrah, they could be cool or something iunno
Like a tiny whip
given to lash at my mind,
the hangnail looms large.
"Time's fun when you're having flies." ~Kermit the Frog
At 11/16/20 07:28 PM, Urichov wrote:The night spent restless,
Thinking, then overthinking,
Of difficult things.
Watched a journey through
Chernobyl last night. Drinking
Unfiltered water.
Sleeping on dusty
Apartment floors in Pripyat.
The Ukraine ghost town.
Somehow my own rest,
Was restless by no own stress!
How many sieverts
Does it take before
You feel it. How much was there
In the reservoir,
Radiation's strange
And scary. Ghost town eerie,
Some people insane.
Do what you desire
With all that is yours, they say
But am I my own?
pettanko rights activist
yo, like, look at my wizards, my dudebrah, they could be cool or something iunno
