All entries for December 2005
December 29, 2005
Writing about web page http://www.worldhaikureview.org/5-1/whf2005/whf2005_report_coman.htm
Firstly. A warning to the curious. Never take haiku too seriously. Never write as many words about it as the worldhaikureview.org. Unless you always write that much.
banging on for hours
when haiku takes as long as
counting your fingers
And now to the point of my lovely, silky, orwellianly sparse blog.
as is traditional, i tell you i am returning
and so to warwick
with christmas scents trailing me
and bags of new things
kigo (the season-indicating word in the haiku. for many haikus are written upon the the subject of the changing of the seasons. i.e. cherry blossoms fall, frost melts. the word does not always denote easy cliches)
Let us play: deduce (as opposed to spot, for that is old battered hat) the kigo. Just like a cryptic crossword. But with a haiku. Spy-ku? Sly-ku?:
the earth gets older:
tightening sinews in the
i wander outside
the sister of the slayer
fearing no evil
Always keep your bowler on in time of stress, and watch out for diabolical masterminds.
new years resolution
with style conquering substance
and drinks at the end
"lean on me, Mistress Peel, as much as you like."
December 28, 2005
December 27, 2005
Thereís never been such grave a matter as comparing our new brand name black sunglasses
the sales are over
i clutch kapranos' sweater
and rock star trousers
Lucid: I am becoming one of the people who can do the cryptic crossword / with the sex, and the drugs, and the rock and rock and roll hey!
Writing about web page http://www.kingston.org/kbac/
a subjective or purely personal element can be isolated
all this white powder
takes me beyond these shores i
was in canada
carrot carrot carrot stick: Engineering, Encouragement, Education and Enforcement
i'm like omg
so at the sales 2moro
i've been away for a while
but i'm all yours now
i'm so deep that i'm, like, not even shallow lol
December 26, 2005
Writing about web page http://www.nickmb.co.uk/index.php?p=270&more=1&c=1&tb=1&pb=1#more270
blink and you've missed it
christmas has passed on to me
The Grinch who stole christmas
That dude who wears his hat with a rakish tilt.
you can't see the tilter's swag
bag so easily
When clothed by friendly hands in white and red
Departing softly left his town's stewed bars
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars
December 24, 2005
War of the Abilities
Artilleryman: Look! There they are! What did I tell you!
Martians: Ulla! Ulla! Ulla! Ulla! Ulla! Ulla!
the martians do not cry 'ferrell', and neither does this earthling.
allow me to be frank:
never was there a performance more like billy corgan's solo album
please do not talk, will
-that makes me a sad panda
neither make movies
December 23, 2005
Wait for the 'Punchline'
I'm feeling festive
so with a killer link grant
merry christmas thoughts
Being pleased with oneself protects even against the cold. Has a woman who knew herself to be well dressed ever caught a cold? I am assuming that she was barely dressed.
My Sickness of Inconvenience
O christmas dinner
will i taste your roast flavour
or just olbas oil?
Dav-o's black tongue: Some say that the haiku is too short to be poetical. I have found my riposte:
"Kantís person is described as formed by nature with the impress of weakness upon it. Scarcely five feet high, with a sunken-in chest, and generally delicate frame, he had every appearance, when a young man, of being destined for a premature grave. In the opinion of many, it was only his punctilious attention to the laws of health and the regularity of his habits that preserved his life."