HAIKU`S
Dont know what to do !
Putting words down on paper.
This is Haiku !!!
Since my house fell down, Cherry bloosoms fall,
I have a much better view, Amidst swarming butterflies.
Of the rising moon. Catch them, if you can.
Lost in an old cave,
Old pail of water.
I read the web poetry, * Fishing for moon shadows.
Spiders spin such fine lines. * I forgot my name !
Old brown boot on street
Only the crows can see me
Potfull of noodles, * So I dance with it
Two chopsticks on my ricebowl,
Hunger is compleat
Empty bowl,old robe, Attention centered.
Dusty road ,tatoo of feet, Like a tree my back is still,
Heat, Cold, Zen poetry. All thoughts fall like leave
Thinking on lost love
I sow seeds and pluck grapes,
BIBO ERGO SUM.
Tokio night express, Driving the porcelane bus.Howling at the Koy !!
Gardener of thought
What color your rose at night.
Under a new blue moon.
Robbers come by night, sly hands find empty pockets. Moonbeams on my seams
Entering your world,
Bent barly you make of me.
A passage through time
WHITEHOUSE GARDEN SHRUB.... OLD LAWN GNOMES RECIEVE NEW HATS ...........BURNING MANUARE !!
ASPHALT RUNS MY MIND....THROUGH PATHWAYS OF THE SOUL.........LEAVING TIRE TACKS(sistermoon)
THE RUBBER WAS SHARP........TRAVALLING THROUGH HER CHAKRAS........ITS HAIKU ON WHEELS
RUNNING THROUGH THE RED.....TWISTS THE TURNS THROUGH MY MIDDLE... MY GREEN HEART THE PRIZE (willow)
TRAFFIC THROUGH MY THOUGHTS......WORD PATH IS GEARED SILENLY...... WAITING FOR MOON CHANGE
Welcome
THE BURDEN OF BIRTH.
THIS NEW KICKING LIFE,SCREAMING
"I`M REBORN AS DAD"
WATCHING THE CHILD GROW.
TATTY TEARS COURSE DOWN MY FACE.
WATERING OUR ROOTS
So nameless am I,
If I am not what am I ? All the words you use.![[Dying Gaul]](http://www.celticcorner.com/graphics/gaul.jpg)
A green knight is red.
Words of Djubious wisdom, Mumbles from Afar.
Words on my tounge
Tredding soulfully round faith. Put my foot in mouth!!
Tigers up and down. Fresh strawberries on my mind A taste to die for !!
Proud Sue gets great glory. Crows peck leafless barren ground. Shy Ann fought nameless.
I am a wanderer Like a rat up a drainpipe Im Albion bound
I am so horny. Cruising through Picadilly. Haiku stands alone