Weekly Short Stories Contest and Company! discussion

in deep forest glades
doppelgängers are at play
- one falls without sound

EXCELLENT, Ryan. Love it.

Thanks, Guy.

What a funny turn this took!

Here's a weak continuation, Ryan.


let there be a piece

The next one cries out
from a bright glade that exists
where sound can't be heard.

Great job, Guy. Not weak at all!

Well, this will be a challenge! I don't think I have ever written a haiku.

How can I explain
To a different species
With no shared language?

Proof? Exhibit A:
Janet. Women come from a
different planet.

Nice inaugural effort J.T. Excellent, in fact. M, so funny! (So true.)

Now I am off to do chores.

Her slap left my face
blank and numb. “I’ll show you what
planet I come from!”

Her long red hair framed
a plunging neckline as she
brought glasses of wine

and we listened to
the saxophone, a yearning
in her eyes, her tone.

Too quick for me, M. This is a reply to your second last post...

"Mars?!" - her cry warned me,
but too late. "I'll slap your face
back to Uranus"

'I did not say Mars!'
He said. 'A goddess like you
must hail from Venus.'

Crappy, I know. Good afternoon :)

Thank you, Leslie - you've pulled my dribble out of the gutter once again. Very nicely done. Welcome back.

Welcome to the haiku thread, JT - great start!

Good afternoon, Ryan and Leslie. What a great play on words, Ryan!

Good morning, M. It's pretty bad, really, but thanks all the same. The stand-out for me is your planet-Janet one. Brilliant!

Ryan, your #3713 is among the handful of my absolute favorites in the thread. I think it sets a standard for wit and great writing:

A martini swim,
while good for the skin, can leave
your Dorian gray.

Much better, I think,
to limit your drink and learn
a Lydian A...

Thank you, M - you just made my day :)

M, Ryan, Leslie, brilliant, funny, witty, and wise. Excellent end to a very busy day.

Leslie, I hope your away time from WSS was worth it! ;-)

Not sure if I can come up with anything. I've only had about five and half hours sleep in the last 72 hours. I'm starting to feel a little punch drunk.

Let's see....

among the almonds fair

He was more than fair,
with smooth skin and complexion
picture perfect.
He from a marzipan maid
was made more than edible.

The scale he had brought
to measure her locally
famed depths of pleasure,

though it had no head
for rhymes, excited her wild
cries several times.

I missed laughing alone for two days harhar I was laughing because of Belly's post but got stopped by M's, my eyes as big as the owl's (okay, just an exaggeration)

The sound of thunder
muffled her cries. She wanted
sugar-coated lies.

Leslie, I offer my apologies. All I can say in my defense is that it’s past my bedtime. A very nice 5-7-5, by the way! She isn’t likely to find sugar-coated lies difficult to come by.

Lol, no apologies needed M. And thank you, all of you are generous in giving compliments, so I might as well, once in a while, write something worth it :))

Goodnight, M!

The sheriff, stunned by
nature’s bounty, grinned ear to
ear and licked his lips.

The finest piece of
carrot in the county walked
by, swinging her hips.

Lol! I'm writing a limerick to follow yours, I started it with a sheriff too!

Thank you, Belly! “flattery will get you” was perfect. There wasn’t really any way to follow it.

sorryi'mbreakingthepatternagainsoi'lljustputitinaspoiler

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little koi dart
through clear water like
hummingbirds in spring

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wow, Kat! That is beautiful :)

Thanks Leslie.

hipless, koi sway-swim
tail, fin fanning clear water
what secrets they hush

A shot of vodka
spews out daggers from her lips
the secrets are spilled

Good morning, Leslie!


She wasn’t one to
whine and nag me. Her tone flashed
a hundred swords:

one glance, they had to
body-bag me, my entrails
hanging out like cords.

Good morning, M! That's brilliant and funny, I can relate :))

Hate was strong with hurt
The sharpness blinded us all
As the execution fell

a one-way friendship
with tears, "my feelings have turned
sour," the cheddar said.

It seemed cheesy that
he should wed her, her skin the
hue of aged cheddar.

The marriage of one
The heart of the other gone
Wedded sorrow to love

Okay-kay.

Those never get old
<--by that guy

The wise man once said
all things will ripen with age
Except for cut cheese

Is no one going to follow my haiku's? I mean, it's okay if they don't. I was just curious.

Ill give it a go

Love is like a box.
a box full of chocolate.
too much and you puke.

Thank you so much!

No problem Lilian.

chocolate drips from
her lips as tears fill her eyes-
a tale of heartbreak

very nice, Lilian and Zack! :) It's quite hard to follow (well, it has never been easy for me) given my 'sleepy' state of mind :)

Good afternoon from here!

Thank you, and good evening from the states, Mrs. Leslie! I think your haiku are wonderful, and would never guess that they are anything but second nature to you. Also, I think yours is a more appropriate followup as to what Lilian was looking for as opposed my mediocre effort.

Bleh, enough with this formal and posh verboseness. How are the kids lady?

Angel Food Cake (Don't forget the strawberries)

With vanilla beans,
sugar,twelve egg whites, and time,
broken hearts can mend

Lol! Thank you Mr. Zack, I appreciate the compliment. I've experienced spending a day trying to write a 5-7-5 for this thread harhar

The kids are great, they're turning into monsters but still adorable :)) I'll write something to follow yours in a while, hopefully it won't take me an entire day again :)

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Hearts drenched in puddle
left by overnight rain, for
summer heat to dry.

Very nice, Alex! It’s like an Andrew Wyeth painting. That will be interesting to follow.

amazing how you guys can keep this so fun.

-o-

coffee coloured shoes
milk white socks, snapshot of spill
amber sun on ledge

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sorry...