Posted by Sedruce at 12:54am Jul 29 '08It's a lot of fun, really...basically, I try to write a haiku every day. Should I fail, I write seven the next day, for penance. I did this for a solid year when I was younger, and now I'm trying to do it again for a year, more likely beyond that. I'm almost a month in. You can find everything here...but here are some samples:
lustrous chocolate
in loose curls, framing your face
eyes look not at me
fibrous, slightly coarse...
cold and smooth...hot, rough pavement...
barefoot adventures
sky falls down on me
wraps around me, cool blanket
keeps me safe at night
imagine eating
ice cream, sweet, for the first time,
best before it melts
I am ladybird,
baby girl, kitten and love...
mostly I am me
goddess from afar
I long to smell olive oil
and touch your soft flesh
fall onto the grass
imagine shapes out of clouds;
your eyes are precious
simple childhood tastes
grilled cheese and tomato soup
and we picked fresh peas
roller coaster curves
hiding under your t shirt
can I take a ride?
dance bright, sing like fire
a wisp of hair on my face
kiss me, fly away
grass whispers my name
wind pushes through, gives it voice
raindrops on my feet
she never could fly
the angel with the brown hair,
slits instead of wings
[private]s that fall apart
playthings not built for abuse
everything, fragile
love the shape of breasts
under shirts, soft, subtle curves
braless...gentle bounce
short skirt, show the legs
hint at sex, tantalize minds
tease...but never give
like a broken heart,
permanence is illusion.
live and learn; move on
'Oh my God! Yes, yes!'
Why does sex sound like a girl
Christian and happy?
lustrous chocolate
in loose curls, framing your face
eyes look not at me
fibrous, slightly coarse...
cold and smooth...hot, rough pavement...
barefoot adventures
sky falls down on me
wraps around me, cool blanket
keeps me safe at night
imagine eating
ice cream, sweet, for the first time,
best before it melts
I am ladybird,
baby girl, kitten and love...
mostly I am me
goddess from afar
I long to smell olive oil
and touch your soft flesh
fall onto the grass
imagine shapes out of clouds;
your eyes are precious
simple childhood tastes
grilled cheese and tomato soup
and we picked fresh peas
roller coaster curves
hiding under your t shirt
can I take a ride?
dance bright, sing like fire
a wisp of hair on my face
kiss me, fly away
grass whispers my name
wind pushes through, gives it voice
raindrops on my feet
she never could fly
the angel with the brown hair,
slits instead of wings
[private]s that fall apart
playthings not built for abuse
everything, fragile
love the shape of breasts
under shirts, soft, subtle curves
braless...gentle bounce
short skirt, show the legs
hint at sex, tantalize minds
tease...but never give
like a broken heart,
permanence is illusion.
live and learn; move on
'Oh my God! Yes, yes!'
Why does sex sound like a girl
Christian and happy?