i fold my future into swift compass points.
an oily rag flaps with wind driven ecstasy.
smoke rises from the heathen boulders.
brash birds litter a beach of dead jelly fish.
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ART and WORDS BY BARROW BOYS AND GIRLS
6 comments:
im at the public library and heathen boulders made me laff out loud and now everybody is looking at me like im nuts
i LOVE when that happens
it's one of the reasons i read strange poetry in public :)
love the visual thingy too!
wish i could make a HUGE cock syuddenly appear on your screen then...that would raise a smile!
;)
The image looks scrumptious(must be the color, your lines are short but sweet i cant get enough of this stuff.
it will sound pretentious of me but what i have been trying to do of late on my site is to create something very much of my own. a hybrid of haiku (with its minimalist approach) meets basho meets beefheart. i call it minima-B. not sure if i found something a little different but hey, i am trying.
hey thats a cool idea!
HUGE cock always makes me smile
amongst other things :D
CJ,
you may be interested in other people trying to do things differently with the old haiku form
http://triptychhaiku.blogspot.com/
http://www.meritagepress.com/haynaku.htm
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