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|Megatokyo Forums > Story Discussions > Haiku : Circuity - Pushed By The Wind|
|Posted by: Damion Requiem Jul 22 2005, 11:52 AM|
| A wolf howls at dawn.
An iron-claw, raised to tear
The white winter sky.
|Posted by: Rapierman Jul 22 2005, 03:29 PM|
| Futility calls.
It beckons us to our fall,
forcing us to die.
Those left behind shall mourn us,
while we teach lessons for life.
|Posted by: AncestralHamster Jul 23 2005, 09:44 AM|
| The pain of her loss:
An icicle in my heart
Kindles my anger.
|Posted by: MoneyMan Jul 23 2005, 12:39 PM|
| I raise my sword high
and laugh at heaven's judgement
to die my own way.
|Posted by: NekuraEtowaru Jul 23 2005, 01:56 PM|
| White snow, fallen wings
cheated of final vict'ry
nothing but darkness
|Posted by: foo2u2 Jul 23 2005, 03:40 PM|
the soft whispers of my love
and I heard neither
|Posted by: Rapierman Jul 23 2005, 10:35 PM|
| Darkness and despair.
Death is all around me now.
|Posted by: Shoka Jul 23 2005, 11:34 PM|
| how utterly strange
that this wind that beckons me
blows out of the void.
now the heat of my anger
drives me into a cold place.
On the mill stood that tortured gaijin,
Who cried out, "I'd have pushed back the wind!
"That you left and gave up
"Is the unkindest cut,
"So I'm taking this thing for a spin."
i am so sorry.
that was really uncalled for.
won't happen again.
|Posted by: songo Jul 24 2005, 09:18 AM|
|wow that was osome|
|Posted by: AncestralHamster Jul 24 2005, 09:30 AM|
Winter storm's fury
Is nothing compared to mine,
Sweeping all away.
In the name of angst
You must be harshly punished!
Have a poi pie! *Splut!*
|Posted by: NekuraEtowaru Jul 24 2005, 01:08 PM|
| The Journal is lost
all ties are now severed clean
she is truly gone
|Posted by: codepoetica Jul 24 2005, 02:01 PM|
Ethereal notebook's ragged tear
naturally begs to differ.
|Posted by: NekuraEtowaru Jul 24 2005, 03:55 PM|
!Piro's steadying hand
could potentially salvage
|Posted by: foo2u2 Jul 26 2005, 03:41 PM|
| another (worse) irish haiku
By her body he knelt on the floor
while his friend headed out of the door
He said "I'm so berieved,
we can't just leave...
...hey! where the hell did you go?"