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Here are Many of the entries
from recent Official Buzz Forums. Some Haiku here are resplendently
beautiful. Others, whimsical, quirky and even a ‘spades’ theme emerged from
this precarious collection.
Read them each slowly and
thoughtfully. Haiku has a mood that is rich in mindfulness-
usually!!!! - (Of course when
you’re working with a bunch of “cut-ups” like this crowd, one can only hope
for the best! (ROFL!)
Luv ya all! and thanks, for
stepping up and giving us your contribution!
Archie
Chagall >>
Beautiful sunset
Birds call in the distance
Cangrejo cruisin'
Keep up your force field
Inside of Hurricane Bay
Kevin's a great sniper
Segmentation is
A violation of my
Playtime inside There
Maintenance is done
I log in again to play
I am home again
Corbeau >>
hearing my name said
words on animated lips
so virtually real
Rick Slick >>
Girls in Karuna
All scream out in unison,
"Rick Slick is awesome!"
Two things you must know:
RavenTresses is pretty,
And she loves presents.
mystic 1 >>
Far above the land
on my Flutterpack, I fly.
Digital insect.
My previous post,
I have forgotten to say,
is OK to print.
Parker >>
There once was a man from
Nantucket.....
Jane Austen >>
My avie is 'sad
Because her fingers are fused
Her hands do not work
Females want backflips
Freud had it wrong, as usual
Not ** envy
Melding of pixels
Virtual kisses are neat, clean
No slippery, wet tongues
what is that strange sound
heard at many spades tables
of one hand bagging?
rOnin >> The following
haiku was inspired by Marisa9's "The Great Buddha" statue when I found it
inside the caldera on Frosty Island.
frosty's caldera
buddha of kamakura
marisa9's GREAT!
carp in the water
swimming slowly in it's depths
I can't hear a sound
nine frames per second
physics per second: twenty
oops! I'm in a 'hood
Wendy50’s >>
the grass needs cutting
There lawns never get shaggy
Konakai beckons
What is real, unreal
Corporeal avatars
or digital ones?
evil Orielle
quietly sets opponents--
wonderful partner!
Orielle >>Inspired by those
who I've played spades with and kept calling me evil. But I'm not evil.
Really, I'm not. Those horns are only there to help keep my halo on 0:)
Orielle's evil
When it comes to playing spades
'VASH, I'm set again
Wow, my first haiku
If you see it fit to print
Then okay to print
CapeCodBob >>
A Haiku Soliloquy
Love in There is odd.
It is often so fleeting,
like flipping channels.
We glance, hearts flurry.
We laugh, we are so smitten.
Then the pixels fade.
On to another for,
aren't they all much the same.
Yet each is a person.
A real, live person,
Not a channel to change
and a heart broken
A love pledge is more
than a cable connection
If it's real to one.
Hold your casual whim,
The other may think it true.
Pixel hearts are real too.
trouble >>
Vary from True time,
enter the Utopia.
Virtual mimes Real.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Vibrantly colored;
minimized and digital...
boxed, secluded world.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Enter by control.
Thus, my sanatorium.
Not for public use!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tenderness and touch,
tickling senses, holding hearts,
reaching for the dream.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~trouble
Mae East >>
Bunnies on my feet.
Yay! I can let my hair down.
Happiness is There.
Jo Bleaux >>
Eleven PM
Who dealt this mess, anyway?
Lousy Ace of Spades...
What do you mean, nil?
I can't cover with this hand!
Oh well, too late now
Your nil is busted
Another hundred points lost
We have nine bags, too
It's your turn to deal
Finally, a decent hand
I am bidding nil!
'Vash My cards are gone
Stand up, sit down, still no cards
One forty-five AM
It's two o'clock now
Oh, good... I have cards again
(Was he cutting clubs?)
That was a close one!
Here you go, now, have some bags
Paper or plastic?
You are set again!
'loserleft 'loserright 'patch
When will this game end? |
