Guest SifuPhil Posted January 28, 2004 Report Share Posted January 28, 2004 You command is my wish, my Lady! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest SifuPhil Posted January 29, 2004 Report Share Posted January 29, 2004 Cigarette burningSurfing the Web for more thoughtsAsh falls to the floorCat sits on the deskPlays with the mouse when I pauseHairball on mouse padDon’t try to call meI only pay for one lineAnd now it’s busyStop to pour coffeeDrank tea for twenty-five yearsTannic acid – blahSnow whispers on glassCozy in my libraryFireplace dancingFifteen hundred booksEmbrace me like an old friendMusty, yet aliveSleep is a strangerTime enough to sleep laterDeath – the final napThinking of othersTenuous thoughts on the screenTouched, but never feltThe Sun plays voyeurWatching me through the curtainTime to show it inPower down – unplug -Stand and chase the knots awayReturn to the day Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tracy Posted January 31, 2004 Report Share Posted January 31, 2004 Waves of onyx rollBeneath caps of frothy laceWind bends the sea oats. TLWSky is a pasturefor clouds of grey, gravid sheepRain brings the shearing.TLW Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest SifuPhil Posted January 31, 2004 Report Share Posted January 31, 2004 Waves of onyx roll...Damn!Makes me look like a piker Tee-Ell-Double YewTop Literary WomanYou have that title. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tracy Posted January 31, 2004 Report Share Posted January 31, 2004 High praise coming from the master. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rev Karron Posted January 31, 2004 Author Report Share Posted January 31, 2004 (edited) Snow whispers on glassCozy in my libraryFireplace dancingAbove Haiku written by Sifuphil.Phil, I really like this Hiaku, it has several levels of meaning and is composed of nouns and verbs, no descriptive words. Here are some of the levels I see, maybe you see more:1. It's cold outside, you are warm and safe inside.2. Even though the body fades, passion and energy abound inside.3. No matter how tough the outside is, love and warmth remain inwardly.4. After death the eternal flame continues on. Edited January 31, 2004 by Rev Karron Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest SifuPhil Posted February 1, 2004 Report Share Posted February 1, 2004 ... Here are some of the levels I see, maybe you see more:1. It's cold outside, you are warm and safe inside.2. Even though the body fades, passion and energy abound inside.3. No matter how tough the outside is, love and warmth remain inwardly.4. After death the eternal flame continues on.1. Yep2. Didn't even think of that one...3. Like a stale 3 Musketeers bar 4. Didn't even think of that one...Sad to say, and embarrassing to admit, but I don't "think" of what I'm writing as I write it - I just write. Maybe it's good, maybe it's bad...I write what "pops" into my head AS I type...words to me are toys (as they are to Flowers (where are you?)) that I enjoy playing with. On occasion, they have a deep meaning...most of the time, they're just words. What they do to others is up to others, not me...Not much of an endorsement for Phil as a writer, huh? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rev Karron Posted February 1, 2004 Author Report Share Posted February 1, 2004 ... Here are some of the levels I see, maybe you see more:1. It's cold outside, you are warm and safe inside.2. Even though the body fades, passion and energy abound inside.3. No matter how tough the outside is, love and warmth remain inwardly.4. After death the eternal flame continues on.1. Yep2. Didn't even think of that one...3. Like a stale 3 Musketeers bar 4. Didn't even think of that one...Sad to say, and embarrassing to admit, but I don't "think" of what I'm writing as I write it - I just write. Maybe it's good, maybe it's bad...I write what "pops" into my head AS I type...words to me are toys (as they are to Flowers (where are you?)) that I enjoy playing with. On occasion, they have a deep meaning...most of the time, they're just words. What they do to others is up to others, not me...Not much of an endorsement for Phil as a writer, huh? From my experience of writing and spending a lot of time with writers, the author of a poem many times is not fully aware of what he/she has written. That is the sign of a true poem, rather than a contrived poem. It came from deep within. In other words sometimes we write about something that has not yet come into our consciousness. If you look back at some of your older work you might see some of this. There is a lot to be said for free association writing. I think it is good not think about what you are writing, the judges are less likely to be there. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest SifuPhil Posted February 1, 2004 Report Share Posted February 1, 2004 From my experience of writing and spending a lot of time with writers, ...Hmmm...Now you're gonna' get me on a writing kick, and I swore that I'd never do that You're right about older work, tho...I find I channel my frustrations, fears, etc. into what I write - at least on this forum. (Thanks, all, for putting up with my mania)Non-fiction, though, THAT I have to "be in the moment" for... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted February 9, 2004 Report Share Posted February 9, 2004 ~ Here are a few of mine... they're not American Haiku {5-7-5} tho'.I've been working on Japanese haiku, which relies more on imagery count than syllabic.rain dropsdown a dark branchreflection brokenhidden rabbit listens with heart sobbingthe world is silentwhispered caressleaves dancing on the windbreath taken... I know, the last one has several meanings, which Haiku shouldn't.But it's still one of my favorites Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OHCowgirl Posted February 9, 2004 Report Share Posted February 9, 2004 Oh Q...these are wonderful...I love them all...especially the last one...how subtle.Thank youConnie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
gbuttros Posted February 10, 2004 Report Share Posted February 10, 2004 awesome! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted February 10, 2004 Report Share Posted February 10, 2004 ~ Thanx guys!... I have more, y'know headstones brokenforgotten granitechoked by weedschill mist dripsfrom a bare branchmud and frogssunlight shiverspelicans still above jade vine loopedrain rhythm dropsa beat Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OHCowgirl Posted February 10, 2004 Report Share Posted February 10, 2004 Wonderful... ~applause~...keep going...these are great!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted February 11, 2004 Report Share Posted February 11, 2004 ~ Ooo... I so enjoy the appreciation! I feel cuddled & yummy... Thanx so much Dearest!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
idealdabbler Posted February 14, 2004 Report Share Posted February 14, 2004 My measly attemptA haiku pronounced: "Hi, Q"Followed with a fade Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
OHCowgirl Posted February 15, 2004 Report Share Posted February 15, 2004 My measly attemptA haiku pronounced: "Hi, Q"Followed with a fadeIt's that "fade" that's always so sad!!! Love you and miss youConnie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted February 16, 2004 Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 ~ Ooohhh! Dabby!!! Love ya & miss ya fishing in the colddabbling in dark waterideals found~ideals founddabbling in dark waterfishing in the cold{Y'know I love that mirroring, Dabby! }this brightnessfound within winteran ideal~ an idealfound within winterthis brightness... For you my dear friend...I've missed your wit & wisdom, ya poop! Where've ya been? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
idealdabbler Posted February 16, 2004 Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 My measly attemptA haiku pronounced: "Hi, Q"Followed with a fadeIt's that "fade" that's always so sad!!! Love you and miss youConnie I haven't completely faded from existence yet, but I have been going through some quantum fluctuations recently that have had the effect of completely compressing my time dimension. Besides that, I been pretty busy, but I try to check out the forum once in a while even if I never get any further than the Bards. I do reply to any IM's or emails from the board, though.I am flattered that you miss me, Connie. I often get the sense that no one notices when I leave the room. I'm pretty sure there's a clinical diagnosis for that syndrome, but the name of it escapes me right now. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
idealdabbler Posted February 16, 2004 Report Share Posted February 16, 2004 ~ Ooohhh! Dabby!!! Love ya & miss ya fishing in the colddabbling in dark waterideals found~ideals founddabbling in dark waterfishing in the cold{Y'know I love that mirroring, Dabby! }this brightnessfound within winteran ideal~ an idealfound within winterthis brightness... For you my dear friend...I've missed your wit & wisdom, ya poop! Where've ya been?Hi, Q.I've been right where I've always been. Where've you been? I tried to email you, but you never wrote back. I thought maybe you were mad at me. Thanks for the poems, I hope you know I'm putting them on your page. You didn't say I couldn't, so you musta meant I could. Love, Dabby Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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