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Started by Newsman, March 16, 2008, 06:57:20 AM

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MelodyB

Quote from: Newsman on May 06, 2008, 10:28:24 AM
Sunlight's hugs are nice

A ray of light a day bright

As her heart shows through


Now THAT is one of the truest Haikus you have written.
* MelodyB hugs Chel
Have you slapped that one dude from Indiana with a pie in the face today?
 

sunlight

aww... thats too cool! LOOK PEOPLE! someone wrote about me! :HYPER:

yay! Thanks! that made my day!
* sunlight hugs newsman!
and mel
  :attackhug: Be full of hugs!

MelodyB

Quote from: sunlight on May 06, 2008, 02:13:57 PM
aww... thats too cool! LOOK PEOPLE! someone wrote about me! :HYPER:

yay! Thanks! that made my day!
* sunlight hugs newsman!
and mel


HAHA!! I was wondering!
Have you slapped that one dude from Indiana with a pie in the face today?
 

RainbowJingles

Twins, triplets and quads
Will Sir John good father make?
Polling says: good odds!

Newsman

By crescent moon's light

Betide the darkness of night

Sheds slender shades, bright

RainbowJingles

Specks of light scatter

Breeze by; fly away; alight.

Twinkle in the night

Newsman

Rock pool, life encased

Flowers of gold, field of green

Green beside the blue

apsurf

Burp bubbles of air
many fruitloops to digest
dose of mylanta

RainbowJingles

Motion challenged air

Lying upon couch in the sky

Watches me swelter


Newsman

Moonlight on water

Eastern Oklahoma hills

Spring yields to summer

Newsman

Moonbeams through the trees

Starlight shines down from above

Oklahoma night

Newsman

By the soft moonlight

A true love's face glows tonight

Toward me she turns

Newsman

Silent, murmuring

Crickets, leaves on soft spring night

A wondrous delight

Newsman

Sable night, moonlight

Softens darkness, lifts the light

True love waits tonight

Newsman

Crickets in the night

Trees, silent, rustle in time

While moonlight looks down

Newsman

Face of perfection

Emerald eyes, summer sighs

Beauty is complete

Newsman

Golden hair so fair,

Eyes azure, complexion rare

Far beyond compare

Newsman

Golden islands, green sea,

Flowers open, fields of green

Spring's wondrous display

Newsman

Lonesome night song

Owl, small bird, predator, prey

Silent, I listen

SippinTea

Wow. Those must be the haiku you said you wrote while you were at the cabins?

Nice. Very nice.

:beret:
"Going somewhere means leaving somewhere. Choosing something means choosing against other things. Gaining something means losing something else. And between the old and new--the 'was' and the 'not yet'--there exists only one thing: a very frightening journey called faith."
--taken from the book Coming Up For Air

The Purple Fuzzy

There sure was a lot of Haiku about true love in this batch...  ;)

The Purple Fuzzy

But in one her eyes are green, and in another blue, so I guess he can't make up his mind. ;)
Quote from: Newsman on May 23, 2008, 09:15:38 AM
Golden hair so fair,

Eyes azure, complexion rare

Far beyond compare
Quote from: Newsman on May 23, 2008, 09:14:33 AM
Face of perfection

Emerald eyes, summer sighs

Beauty is complete

SippinTea

Yeah, I noticed that. And 'golden hair'? What's up with that? He's always been crazy about raven hair. Hmmm.....

:beret:
"Going somewhere means leaving somewhere. Choosing something means choosing against other things. Gaining something means losing something else. And between the old and new--the 'was' and the 'not yet'--there exists only one thing: a very frightening journey called faith."
--taken from the book Coming Up For Air

MelodyB

He is thinking about the upcoming trip.
Have you slapped that one dude from Indiana with a pie in the face today?
 

SippinTea

*scratches head* Then he wouldn't be musing about golden hair. Unless Ash dyed hers recently.  :biglaugh:

:beret:
"Going somewhere means leaving somewhere. Choosing something means choosing against other things. Gaining something means losing something else. And between the old and new--the 'was' and the 'not yet'--there exists only one thing: a very frightening journey called faith."
--taken from the book Coming Up For Air