goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 beyond hope between the lights - hole in brain Thank you for sharing a shot of your garden hole in brain - the ozone leaks Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
summayya Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 leaks like time -- death Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 death burryng a loved one is hard no one wants to die Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted May 31, 2009 Author Share Posted May 31, 2009 deathburryng a loved one is hard no one wants to die no one wants to die me either. - illusion Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 no one wants to dieme either. - illusion illusion magical dreams i see in the mirror is hope Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 illusionmagical dreams i see in the mirror is hope An inspired roll of moments here - summayya, Aleksandra and Victor Impressive! in the mirror is hope - I hold up your photograph to the light goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
summayya Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 to the light fly the insects-- burnt candles Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted May 31, 2009 Author Share Posted May 31, 2009 to the lightfly the insects-- burnt candles burnt candles emptied glass -destiny Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 burnt candlesemptied glass -destiny destiny - in the palm of my hand not the stars goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 burnt candlesemptied glass -destiny destiny - in the palm of my hand not the stars goldenlangur not the stars that guide me at night. we walk on soil Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 Larsen M. Callirhoe said: goldenlangur said: Aleksandra said: burnt candles emptied glass -destiny destiny - in the palm of my hand not the stars goldenlangur not the starsthat guide me at night. we walk on soil we walk on soil nurtured by our ancestors with hope and toil ~~jvg Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 we walk on soilnurtured by our ancestors with hope and toil ~~Tink with hope and toil we cross the seas - new dream goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted May 31, 2009 Author Share Posted May 31, 2009 with hope and toilwe cross the seas - new dream goldenlangur new dream as a new page - again pain Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lake Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 new dreamas a new page - again pain again pain - time to clean up fresh mind Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 again pain - time to clean up fresh mind fresh mind after days of sun - rain goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lake Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 fresh mind after days of sun - rain goldenlangur rain drops on the window sound of music Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 raindrops on the window sound of music Love your haiku, Lake sound of music the first time you called my name goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted May 31, 2009 Author Share Posted May 31, 2009 sound of musicthe first time you called my name goldenlangur you called my name I moved my head - shadow Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lake Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 sound of musicthe first time you called my name goldenlangur you called my name I moved my head - shadow Golden, Aleks, inspired by you all! shadow grows larger and larger – shadowless Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 shadowgrows larger and larger – shadowless You're going truly well, Lake shadowless - these nights without the moon goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lake Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 You're going truly well, Lake shadowless - these nights without the moon goldenlangur Thanks Golden. Trying to catch up with you. without the moon water stops singing - stillness Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
summayya Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 Lake wrote: shadow grows larger and larger – shadowless Wow lake this was quite beautiful and inspired! goldenlangur wrote: without the moon water stops singing - stillness Stillness of the moments - no answers Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 Stillnessof the moments - no answers Good to see you around summayya You've caught a poignant moment. no answers to my prayers - a sunless sky goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
summayya Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 no answers to my prayers - a sunless sky goldenlangur Your and lake's poetic spirit inspires Gl... thanks =) a sunless sky does not bother the cold moon. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 a sunless skydoes not bother the cold moon. Another beautiful moment here summayya Re: my previous comment - one must give praise where it is due the cold moon in the pond the fish gulps goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 a sunless skydoes not bother the cold moon. Another beautiful moment here summayya Re: my previous comment - one must give praise where it is due the cold moon in the pond the fish gulps goldenlangur the fish gulps it swims in the water a bird eats the fish Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 the fish gulpsit swims in the water a bird eats the fish life's cycle, Victor, well captured! a bird eats the fish the pond lies empty goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lake Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 the fish gulpsit swims in the water a bird eats the fish life's cycle, Victor, well captured! a bird eats the fish the pond lies empty goldenlangur empty your mind before absorbing new things Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 (edited) emptyyour mind before absorbing new things absorbing new things at the touch of a few keys another place goldenlangur Edited May 31, 2009 by goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted May 31, 2009 Author Share Posted May 31, 2009 absorbing new thingsat the touch of a few keys another place goldenlangur another place at my mind behind - grasp the flash Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 another placeat my mind behind - grasp the flash grasp the flash if I could - a shooting star goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 another placeat my mind behind - grasp the flash grasp the flash if I could - a shooting star goldenlangur a shooting star soars across the horizon it fades in the night Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 a shooting starsoars across the horizon it fades in the night it fades in the night this scrying bowl under a waning moon goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
summayya Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 Really enjoyed this train by you all. Very beautiful! Bravo everyone! under the waning moon whispers the tired sea Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lake Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 Really enjoyed this train by you all. Very beautiful! Bravo everyone! under the waning moon whispers the tired sea the tired sea gently rocks a lone boat Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted May 31, 2009 Author Share Posted May 31, 2009 the tired seagently rocks a lone boat a lone boat months at sea delivering your letter by Tony Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 the tired seagently rocks a lone boat a lone boat months at sea delivering your letter by Tony everyone has been avoiding the haiku train. i will start it back up, but where is Lake, Summayyah, and GoldenLangur. delivering your letter i wrote a love letter only for you please keep it going folks. it seems as of lately no one has been inspired to write or post poems on any of the vseveral poetry forums i belong to. take care everyone and i hope all my poet friends are doing fine. cheers larsen Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted May 31, 2009 Author Share Posted May 31, 2009 Only for you the music opened its mouth, in the night Victor thank you for paying attention on our train. Yes seems most of us are somehow busy but I hope all are fine. And I am sure a lot of poems will be coming soon, my friend. But Victor we can't say that for you. You seems have been so much inspired , and I am happy for that. You give us a pleasure, to enjoy with your poetry. Keep it going Victor. Aleksandra Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bloodyday Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 Only for youthe music opened its mouth, in the night . Aleksandra what is haiku, i don't know well! i love to watch my smokes flying like whitish foil. though i like to utter, what comes from my dirty mind. worthless or useless they are, it can't be realized cause i'm blind! in the night cloud unseen in the dark whispering to the breeze... i don't know....but if it doesn't fit, then let it go! Rony! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 what is haiku, i don't know well! i love to watch my smokes flying like whitish foil. though i like to utter, what comes from my dirty mind. worthless or useless they are, it can't be realized cause i'm blind! in the night cloud unseen in the dark whispering to the breeze... i don't know....but if it doesn't fit, then let it go! Rony! . I love this haiku, Bloodyday! It certainly seems like you have the form mastered. Okay, I'll try to keep it going ... whispering to the breeze about a long lost love summer magic How's that??? (Okay, I had help from Alek. ) Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted May 31, 2009 Author Share Posted May 31, 2009 whispering to the breezeabout a long lost love summer magic How's that??? (Okay, I had help from Alek. ) Tony Okay Tonis, now thats good too, but I didn't told you to write that way Ok summer magic starless sky at the floor moon's nightmare. Aleksandra Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bloodyday Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 (edited) Thanks Tony! at last i could make some of those Haiku! let's try again! Aleksandra wrote: summer magic starless sky at the floor moon's nightmare. Aleksandra, the first line shows a feelings in mind and the second line is its metaphor in front of observer's eyes. the third line merges from two incidents with a new view! in this way (if i am right): moon's nightmare strikes in owl's mind like a fire-fly fair is it ok with that? Rony Edited May 31, 2009 by Bloodyday Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted May 31, 2009 Share Posted May 31, 2009 moon's nightmarestrikes in owl's mind like a fire-fly fair is it ok with that? Rony Of course it's ok, Rony! You wrote a wonderful haiku! I'm not so good at haiku. I'll try to keep it going ... like a fire-fly fair on a Sunday afternoon, summer slipped away (... but I'm afraid this one's just banal ) Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bloodyday Posted June 1, 2009 Share Posted June 1, 2009 Tonyv wrote: Of course it's ok, Rony! You wrote a wonderful haiku! I'm not so good at haiku. I'll try to keep it going ... Then you made a blast on in haiku train....it certainly attacks my imagination and opens some feelings of my sub-urban life i left many years ago! Tonyv wrote: like a fire-fly fair on a Sunday afternoon, summer slipped away what should i say, to me, whether whatever the haiku is, these 3 lines are masterpiece! then i urge: summer slipped away thus droughts inviting outcast lea full of scars Rony Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted June 1, 2009 Share Posted June 1, 2009 Tonyv wrote: Of course it's ok, Rony! You wrote a wonderful haiku! I'm not so good at haiku. I'll try to keep it going ... Then you made a blast on in haiku train....it certainly attacks my imagination and opens some feelings of my sub-urban life i left many years ago! Tonyv wrote: like a fire-fly fair on a Sunday afternoon, summer slipped away what should i say, to me, whether whatever the haiku is, these 3 lines are masterpiece! then i urge: summer slipped away thus droughts inviting outcast lea full of scars Rony Thank you for your kind words! Lea full of scars -- a beautiful body in a beautiful mind -- alive! in her inner life. We are having lots of literary fun! Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lake Posted June 1, 2009 Share Posted June 1, 2009 Lea full of scars-- a beautiful body in a beautiful mind -- alive! in her inner life. Tony Alive, in her inner life. Though dead, her body. Winter slumber. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted June 1, 2009 Share Posted June 1, 2009 Lea full of scars-- a beautiful body in a beautiful mind -- alive! in her inner life. Tony Alive, in her inner life. Though dead, her body. Winter slumber. Winter slumber -- the bear awakens, rolls over, goes back to sleep. Nice to see you, Lake! Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted June 1, 2009 Author Share Posted June 1, 2009 Winter slumber --the bear awakens, rolls over, goes back to sleep. Tony To sleep. And to forget. - A hole in hope. Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lake Posted June 1, 2009 Share Posted June 1, 2009 To sleep.And to forget. - A hole in hope. A hole in hope A bird sings with a coarse voice Delight in despair Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bloodyday Posted June 1, 2009 Share Posted June 1, 2009 A hole in hopeA bird sings with a coarse voice Delight in despair Delight in despair still mesmerized sitting on a shore tears glitter like pearls Rony in melancholy Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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