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|Posted by: Damion Requiem May 6 2005, 12:18 PM|
| Silence. A language.
No words. There are no words. Just
Something real to touch.
[!haiku]Alright people. This is stand or fall time. We've got a strip bubbling with emotion, and I know all the old bards are hiding somewhere. If these haiku threads are worth continuing, then post something here to prove it. I'm the only one still making these things anymore, and, unless you guys want them, I don't see why I shouldn't quit too.
So, should we still haiku? Or should these threads go the way of Draegos and just fade into forum legend?[/!haiku]
|Posted by: Temenus May 6 2005, 01:50 PM|
| Base, confusing blur
Trying to make sense of this
What can I do now
Through teary eyes, the pigtails
Reach out, don't let her run off
/Temenus, who hasn't written a haiku for a while now... It's still rather fun...
|Posted by: snark May 6 2005, 05:54 PM|
It's hard choosing with things of the heart
When you don't really know where to start,
But if you're in Ping's way,
You'll be thrown from the fray,
And she's not even driving a cart!
[!haiku] It's a little early to be pushing the panic buttons yet. Even if the haiku's go quiet for a while, they will return. There's been gaps before. Regardless of the quality of the current strip, it won't get much response if all the poets are away, busy, or facing writers block.
Besides, I (very unscientifically of course) suspect a correlation between size of haiku threads and the presence in the strip of A) Erika, and B) teh silly. [/!haiku]
|Posted by: Rapierman May 6 2005, 07:24 PM|
| Damage control time!
The tornado of heartbreak
left a victim here.
|Posted by: 4znh31r41z3r May 7 2005, 12:47 AM|
| I can't speak through tears
My heart in the way of words
I just need... you near
|Posted by: nexxo May 7 2005, 02:07 AM|
| sting of tears, hollow
mind, how odd that warm metal
can comfort this well
|Posted by: Twinkee May 7 2005, 02:27 AM|
| No Ping No!
Don't let d4 3vil near your ear blades Ping or she'll getz joo 2.
|Posted by: Mintaka May 7 2005, 04:25 AM|
| Bass presses. High notes scream.
Lights flash in sweaty darkness --
Yet a whisper's heard.
Need is all she sees.
But what price multitasking
When one pleads she stay?
Buds blossom to die,
But the flower's strength is hope.
Without it? Mayday.
|Posted by: rufiangel May 7 2005, 07:28 AM|
| I pulled my own strings
But I yanked one too many
Now they lay scattered
Something stirs in me
Tells me to reach out and grasp
The only strings left
Is in my blood... but now it...
Seems you control me
[!haiku] I forgot how fun these are. Everything's open to interpretation, ne? [/!haiku]
|Posted by: Artemi May 7 2005, 09:56 PM|
| I’ve never had choice.
‘Must prevent harm to humans’,
So says the first Law.
But what if they are both hurt?
What if I can’t help either…?
Lets try something a little different…