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message 7351: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments Beautiful, Jessica!

And 'your little idea' is easily my favorite thread. So, thank you :)


message 7352: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments Hello Jessica! OMG, I was wondering just the other day if you would ever post here again. I re-read your opening haiku, and it is still stands up so well. And, I'm with Ryan. Your little idea is truly my favourite thread, it is so filled with diversity, wit, wisdom, imagery and very often brilliance.

And your latest is beautiful and such a subtle continuation! Very nice.

No words did he have
to free him from the disgrace
of the ache he felt.


message 7353: by Ryan (last edited Aug 09, 2015 04:37PM) (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments Dripping ambrosia,
Her voice is moonlight dancing;
Night's bare flesh cooling.


message 7354: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments This is my favorite thread, too. Hi, Jessica!


message 7355: by C. J., Cool yet firm like ice (new)

C. J. Scurria (goodreadscomcj_scurria) | 4485 comments Dark heaven, bliss awaits!
Ones' mouths drooling, ganache
sits in pan cooling.


message 7356: by Nicky (new)

Nicky (soundgirl) | 1388 comments Dark as the night your
decadent temptation our
appetite sated.


message 7357: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments What night was ever
quite so dark as the May Eve
we ran through the park?


message 7358: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments What dawn was ever
quite so bright as the morning
after that May night?


message 7359: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments (What a great reply!)


message 7360: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments It was come what may
that Mayday unbailing hay
in the dark cool barn.


message 7361: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments He’d stolen the hay.
There was no doubt. His lawyer,
though, soon baled him out.


message 7362: by Lee (new)

Lee (lee-lette) | 1840 comments His was free.
Form the cells and chains.
All this trouble for a little hay.


message 7363: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments It was May that day
That made away with his hay
And left him un-maid.


message 7364: by Ryan (last edited Aug 18, 2015 08:18PM) (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments Her hair smelled of hay,
of summer and first kisses;
breathless, petrichor.

His fingers trembled
childhood's last tattoo, across
her pale, arching spine.


message 7365: by Guy (last edited Aug 18, 2015 11:10PM) (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments Beautiful imagery Ryan!


Under the full moon
Breath now quiet and languid
Their skin now is one.


message 7366: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments Thanks, Guy - fever dreams ;) I really like your continuation.


message 7367: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments They writhed in the loft,
flushed with desire, nor noticed
the barn was on fire.


message 7368: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments Such fiery lashes
they’d never seen--the newest
line from Maybelline!


message 7369: by Lee (new)

Lee (lee-lette) | 1840 comments :) Very funny M


message 7370: by Lee (new)

Lee (lee-lette) | 1840 comments Thick and black
were their lashes, heavy
laden with piles of ashes.


message 7371: by M (last edited Aug 21, 2015 11:46AM) (new)

M | 11617 comments Thank you, Lee-lette!


That blue-eyed, long-lashed,
mortal-sins day, Tuesday Weld
starred in Ash Wednesday,

leaving our bared souls
to yearn, who had sprung from dust
and must soon return.


message 7372: by Julie (new)

Julie Grenness | 137 comments From Julie:

Ashes, there were two
Cigarettes in the ashtray.
She walked far away....


message 7373: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments :-D
Wow, very good guys! Funny and beautiful at the same time. Well done.


message 7374: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments Thank you, Guy!


message 7375: by Ryan (last edited Aug 20, 2015 02:04AM) (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments ghost in the ashtray
her poem traced on my heart
in cigarette burns


message 7376: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments Her stanzas’ blackened,
curled edges left me craving
Benson & Hedges.


message 7377: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments The still smoking cig
gave the high-heeled gumshoe
a red-herring clue.


message 7378: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments Well-smoked, the herring
named Rueben, after a day
sucking a Cuban.


message 7379: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments He swore off vodka,
Cuban cigars, and women
in British sportscars.


message 7380: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments Yusra! Thank you :)


message 7381: by Mandy (new)

Mandy Blake | 1231 comments Now he sits at a
bar, and drinks cheap beer until
his head is quite full.

As his heart longs for
the young girl, that's riding the
mechanical bull.


message 7382: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments Lol! Nice Mandy.


message 7383: by M (last edited Aug 29, 2015 10:37AM) (new)

M | 11617 comments A faraway drum
scored the night; nearby, the hum
of a bent streetlight.


message 7384: by Mark (new)

Mark (crawdadddy) | 402 comments the parabolic,
cone of light, defines, and dulls,
the concept of night.


message 7385: by M (last edited Aug 29, 2015 03:10PM) (new)

M | 11617 comments A hyperbolic
paraboloid hulked in the weeds,
like shades of Pink Floyd.


message 7386: by Mark (new)

Mark (crawdadddy) | 402 comments much weed was needed,
we both conceded, the song,
of pink deleted.


message 7387: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments The mechanical-
bull-riding girl fled the club
like a frightened squirrel.


message 7388: by Guy (last edited Aug 29, 2015 04:44PM) (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments [Mark, 8848 is very funny!]


The running woman
caught a plane to Pamplona
to chase her bull dream.


message 7389: by M (last edited Aug 29, 2015 05:00PM) (new)

M | 11617 comments (How can I let a girl riding a mechanical bull simply fade into the background?)


message 7390: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments [NP Al! Fun sequence.:-) ]


message 7391: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments Poor Hubert nearly
wore out his lips while kissing
Dora’s ample hips.


message 7392: by M (new)

M | 11617 comments Hubert wasn’t fond
of the Kinks, and he needed
more than forty winks.


message 7393: by Mark (last edited Aug 29, 2015 06:39PM) (new)

Mark (crawdadddy) | 402 comments She served chips and dips,
With chains and whips, oh so hip,
Says do not sue me.

I have no shame.


message 7394: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments [LOL! And I missed all the food references to go and have supper! ]


'Ewey,' said Louie
When Huey asked for Dewey
to start to sue me.
'Before you can run that suit
Get all your ducks in a row.'

Shame knows not my name.


message 7395: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments [LOL! And, oddly enough, I have peach pudding in the fridge!]


message 7396: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments [LOL! As a matter of fact, I did and am waiting for that piece of peach delight - with freshly made whipped cream.]


message 7397: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments ... rump roast with gravy,
the Yorkshire lass's pudding
with dark molasses.


message 7398: by Guy (last edited Aug 29, 2015 07:54PM) (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments [Now I'm the one who needs to apologize!]

[But won't, being shameless in my shamelessness.]


message 7399: by Ryan (new)

Ryan | 5334 comments Whoa! It's just like the good old days in here ;) Nice work all, these are magic!


message 7400: by Guy (new)

Guy (egajd) | 11249 comments [ :-) Hello Ryan. Yes. Fun in the Haiku thread tonight.]


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