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@sharongooner wrote:
@cath 55 wrote:
@Forget Me Not wrote:
@esmeralda wrote:
@Forget Me Not wrote:
yeah!!
not so bad considering I only spend a minute on each one (apart from the haikus of course)That long?
I was trying to go for the whole spontaneous element in order to give the poems a more personal touch, trying to abstain the longer and less original approach of taking ages to come up with something which (sometimes) fails miserably to capture the moment in a way which the reader can relate to
All my poems are like that tho forget me not, just written not thought bout , i think some like staight raw from the heart poetry and some dont so maybe a need to agree to disagree lol xxx
(hey esme how you doing hun? xxxx)
Same here, they are in my head in the night but I can never remember them!
When I do have a dabble its written as I type, that suits me.
Though I did love Esme’s one up there ^^ very tongue in cheek (or not!) isnt it great having her back in full form though! 8)
lol sharon , i agree , im sure glad to have me freind back lol xxxxx so theres 2 of you now sharon? lol ….. imitation alledgedly is the sincerest form of flatter by all accounts? *apologies to forget me not for going off thread, we shud have a lets just have a natter thread lol *
I forgives ya O:) , but now you have to post a quick poem :twisted:
Apparantly so Cath, my Pm box is also full of the unusual persons dross too.
Oh well, Im sure they will soon get bored and move on to somebody else.
You all know who I am, I have rules
1. I dont do MSN
2. Dont do chatrooms either
You only have to look at the post count if you are doubting who I am…. I have to look too! either that or click the profile, this one has given me some very interesting “interests” :roll:
Anyway…. lets stop flattering its ego, on with the poems ladies and gents.
i am living in a world betwixt and between
this twilight life in world of internet, and people never seen
who are you , are real , or maybe yet
just voices in my head , you people on the net
do you all live in my imagination
giving more work to my counsellor , another excursion!
or are you all as real as i am
or do you just exist to throw toys out ya pram?
maybe one day i will come back as a machine
and end up in here where you lot have been,
for months , nay years,
all sharing the laughter , the joy and the tears.there ya go forget me not lol xx
*gobsmacked*
I think that I will
just stick to writing haikus
as they look awesome^^ that is NOT haiku. That is just a sentance broken up into three lines.
These are haiku..
The world? Moonlit
Drops shaken
From the crane’s bill.Dogen
Another, more traditional one ..
in tree shade
dwelling with a butterfly…
friends in a previous lifeKobayashi Issa
Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.It has no future but itself,
It’s infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to percieve
New periods of pain.Emily Dickenson
@cymorill wrote:
^^ that is NOT haiku. That is just a sentance broken up into three lines.
These are haiku..
The world? Moonlit
Drops shaken
From the crane’s bill.Dogen
Another, more traditional one ..
in tree shade
dwelling with a butterfly…
friends in a previous lifeKobayashi Issa
You are mistaken
a haiku is of three lines
beat five, seven, fiveI knew that :?
@cath 55 wrote:
Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.It has no future but itself,
It’s infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to percieve
New periods of pain.Emily Dickenson
Eeeek!!! :shock: it has to be your own poem!!!! [-X (but I forgives ya)
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