September 26, 200619 yr Haikus generally have something to do with nature. So I tried my hand at it. They're all untitled. ----- I was a flower, But I was wilted by love, A heart's scorn cuts deep What fool sun rises? Rises upon the mourning? What cruel irony His face like strong oak, His arms were massive branches, My love was a tree, Oh my baby bird, Why do you fly away now? You are not ready! ---- I'll try to do more, Most were centered on nature, But meanings ran deep. Oh God I can't stop Counting syllables has now Has become a habit I think I'll post like This for a while before some one tells me to stop We don't rebel to sell it just suits us well, we're the bright young things.
September 26, 200619 yr No don't stop, I like them all very much. I think the last line of the 3rd haiku doesn't fit...but the others, lovely. =D>
September 26, 200619 yr Author ^.^ Thanks. The last line in the third one was because I was describing my love and how powerful he is etc etc, then I realize that he's a tree. Not actually a tree, but he's like a tree based on how I described him so I was just poking fun at myself. We don't rebel to sell it just suits us well, we're the bright young things.
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