mYTHmAKER Posted March 25, 2010 Do you mean 'from the broken down...' and 'off my chin'? Normally I would try to fit this in to the haiku chain but .... citing recession I froze my liquid assets now rich in ice cubes. now rich in Ice cubes, a new rapper on the scene. Edgar Allen Poe. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
trailmaker Posted March 25, 2010 Edgar Allen Poe So fine rap like..."Nevermore" The ravens croaking Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
C T Posted March 25, 2010 Edgar Allen Poe So fine rap like..."Nevermore" The ravens croaking The ravens croaking as the rappers start chokin' loves mother's cooking... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
trailmaker Posted March 25, 2010 The ravens croaking as the rappers start chokin' loves mother's cooking... loves mother's cooking... and nose up the old dog woofs what's that on the wind? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest artform Posted March 26, 2010 loves mother's cooking... and nose up the old dog woofs what's that on the wind? what's that on the wind that catches my nostrils and memories again Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mark Foote Posted March 26, 2010 what's that on the wind that catches my nostrils and memories again memories again deja vu, revisited- rocks that move, and breathe Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mark Foote Posted March 28, 2010 memories again deja vu, revisited- rocks that move, and breathe (ok,ok...) rocks that move, and breathe rivers and mountains, walking me just sitting still Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Apech Posted March 28, 2010 (ok,ok...) rocks that move, and breathe rivers and mountains, walking me just sitting still me just sitting still while the sun revolves around a day in the life. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
trailmaker Posted March 28, 2010 me just sitting still while the sun revolves around a day in the life. a day in the life. sidewalk cafe now noontime turning chair 180 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
mYTHmAKER Posted March 28, 2010 a day in the life. sidewalk cafe now noontime turning chair 180 Turning chair 18 again with zero left over I remain steady Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
C T Posted March 28, 2010 Turning chair 18 again with zero left over I remain steady I remain steady while peeling off the layers unveiling what is... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mark Foote Posted March 29, 2010 I remain steady while peeling off the layers unveiling what is... unveiling what is the sound of frogs- the thick fog encourages them Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest artform Posted March 29, 2010 unveiling what is the sound of frogs- the thick fog encourages them encourages them and by doing so, reacts so peculiarly (pe'cul'yar'lee) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
trailmaker Posted March 29, 2010 encourages them and by doing so, reacts so peculiarly (pe'cul'yar'lee) so peculiarly they sing alone in chorus frogs fog-bound song flight Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mark Foote Posted March 29, 2010 so peculiarly they sing alone yet in chorus frogs fog-bound song flight frogs fog-bound song flight rings around the meadow dark one footfall, silence Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
trailmaker Posted March 29, 2010 frogs fog-bound song flight rings around the meadow dark one footfall, silence one footfall, silence then a single voice breaks in a moment's solo Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Apech Posted March 30, 2010 one footfall, silence then a single voice breaks in a moment's solo a moment's solo the orchestra stares at me it wasn't my turn! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
trailmaker Posted March 30, 2010 a moment's solo the orchestra stares at me it wasn't my turn! ribbit... it wasn't my turn! taking my place in the choir humbled, resolute... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Guest paul walter Posted March 31, 2010 ribbit... it wasn't my turn! taking my place in the choir humbled, resolute... humbled, resolute, I look at the now dead fly and think of Auschwitz Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
trailmaker Posted March 31, 2010 humbled, resolute, I look at the now dead fly and think of Auschwitz and think of Auschwitz and we live on two levels, ...real and fantastic (with thanks to Tennessee Williams) Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
C T Posted March 31, 2010 and think of Auschwitz and we live on two levels, ...real and fantastic (with thanks to Tennessee Williams) ...real and fantastic the streets of Bombay, India senses overwhelmed... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Apech Posted March 31, 2010 ...real and fantastic the streets of Bombay, India senses overwhelmed... senses overwhelmed... a bright rainbow dazzles me life is rain and sun. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
C T Posted March 31, 2010 senses overwhelmed... a bright rainbow dazzles me life is rain and sun. life is rain and sun stuffed with cadbury creme eggs and marshmallows too... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
soaring crane Posted March 31, 2010 life is rain and sun stuffed with cadbury creme eggs and marshmallows too... and marshmallows too sometimes land in the fire. Ashes to ashes. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
C T Posted March 31, 2010 and marshmallows too sometimes land in the fire. Ashes to ashes. Ashes to ashes and dust to dust is Man made over and over... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
