Drekinn opened this issue on Jun 04, 2007 · 15 posts
Drekinn posted Mon, 04 June 2007 at 4:35 AM
As the final Springtime ingredients are combined in the seasonal mixing bowl, the oven is fired up and ready to bake.
Yes, it's time for the haiku challenge to move into the heat of Summer; let's just hope it doesn't burn.
If you're new to the haiku challenge the idea is to fashion together a 5-7-5 syllable haiku using the last word of the previous haiku as the first word of the next.
Summer, hot and dry:
Shoves poor Springtime out the way;
Everyone must fry.
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Oh, how I wish it was as warm as I suggest; since the haiku seasons are opposite for me I'm sitting here shivering in an ice-box of a room with chattering teeth and partially frozen fingers.
Still, one can dream. :rolleyes:
Drekinn
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"Let words be your palette."
netsia posted Mon, 11 June 2007 at 9:13 AM
fry bread, rum and coke
lying nekkid in the field
rez beat in our hearts
gotta love summer in the dakotas ;)
Drekinn posted Wed, 13 June 2007 at 7:04 AM
Hearts so young and free:
Teenage love in sun-bright parks;
Smooch behind a tree.
:wub:
Drekinn
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"Let words be your palette."
Gaiadriel posted Wed, 08 August 2007 at 10:16 PM
Tree branches brittled
Sun basting radiant heat
Thirsting, are we all
Waves hello...Just for fun...as I've no clue when this may have ended...lol. But, just now happened upon this area...new to the writing forum...and, after reading the previous, had to write a segue... :P
In hopes that you're all escaping the summer heat, and drought, that plagues my area :)
netsia posted Wed, 15 August 2007 at 12:19 PM
all that is needed
is within any heart's grasp
a beautiful breeze?
jstro posted Mon, 20 August 2007 at 6:40 PM
Breeze, like tongues of fire,
Does not cool the restless heart.
Passions build with heat.
~jon
My Blog - Mad
Utopia Writing in a new era.
mamabobbijo posted Mon, 20 August 2007 at 7:06 PM
Heat like a furnace,
sucks oxegyn from the air.
We drown on dry land.
jstro posted Mon, 20 August 2007 at 7:16 PM
Land radiates heat,
Baking us all like cookies.
I think I'm oatmeal.
Can't tell I'm sick of this heat, can you? Sorry about oatmeal.
~jon
~jon
My Blog - Mad
Utopia Writing in a new era.
mamabobbijo posted Mon, 20 August 2007 at 7:19 PM
Oatmeal lanes, sun dried
bruise bare feet, headed for Nana's.
Lemonade and hugs!
Gaiadriel posted Sun, 26 August 2007 at 11:35 PM
Hugs of sweat tinged skin
Droplets cling, instead of us
Like liquids, we part
mamabobbijo posted Mon, 27 August 2007 at 1:33 PM
Welcome aboard! I knew you could do it! Beautiful.
Part the waist high grass
Lay back, look skyward, search for
Shapes within the clouds
jstro posted Mon, 27 August 2007 at 2:46 PM
Clouds drift across sky.
Crickets chirp. Cicadas sing.
Above, the moon hides.
In tribute to the upcoming total eclipse of the moon.
~jon
~jon
My Blog - Mad
Utopia Writing in a new era.
SusiQ posted Thu, 13 September 2007 at 5:13 AM
Hides that twitch from sweat
On animals in the sun
Flys sit and nip skin.
(my contribution from Africa! LoL)
Copyright S.R. Hulley
Chin up, stay strong! Hugs!
netsia posted Tue, 25 September 2007 at 9:31 AM
skin dance in the night
brother, sister, dance with me
spirit of the tribe
greetings from south dakota
mamabobbijo posted Tue, 25 September 2007 at 5:45 PM
Tribes of fireflies dance.
Creating galaxies, here
in my own back yard!