Haiku

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
You likey playing around in ye old rhythm and meter barn.... mucking out stray

iambs, trochees, spondees, anapests and dactyls in cyberspace? Cool. Me too.

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
You likey playing around in ye old rhythm and meter barn.... mucking out stray

iambs, trochees, spondees, anapests and dactyls in cyberspace? Cool. Me too.

One old fart, gb,
posting without 5-7-5
but stays on topic.

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
You likey playing around in ye old rhythm and meter barn.... mucking out stray

iambs, trochees, spondees, anapests and dactyls in cyberspace? Cool. Me too.

An anaerobic
exercise: squeeze your heart tight
let nothing inside.

Haiku and senryu/are not the same thing, really/ Do pay attention.

Richard

Originally posted by FreakyKBH

Take the haiku out
to the meter barn see if
rhyme can find the time.

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Taking haikus out
is a job for ears, not eyes.
Ears always find time.

Originally posted by Hand of Hecate
May I be struck blind.
Your verse sucks dead donkey dick.
Why are you so dull?

Taking haikus out
is a job for ears, not eyes.
Ears always find time


You ask 'why'? Well, eyes
are essentially lazy.
Ears do the lifting.


Eyes see characters
on paper: ears grasp nuance
and tone of meaning.

Oh itchy bunghole!
Indian curry too hot!
Flame on purple starfish.

Originally posted by Grampy Bobby
Taking haikus out
is a job for ears, not eyes.
Ears always find time


You ask 'why'? Well, eyes
are essentially lazy.
Ears do the lifting.


Eyes see characters
on paper: ears grasp nuance
and tone of meaning.

Originally posted by hopscotch

I see you're still here
Running out of postcards yet?
Sad forum addict

Originally posted by Hand of Hecate
Oh itchy bunghole!
Indian curry too hot!
Flame on purple starfish.