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Sun Apr 26, 2009 7:14 am
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BarrettBenedict says...



This is pretty simple and can be lots of fun. The premise is you take the last line of the haiku before yours and make it the first as yours. It doesn't necessarily have to be the exact line either. If you can cleverly change it in subtle ways so that it rhymes or sounds the same that is also cool. Example:

This is a haiku
five, seven, five syllables
would be the format

...

could be a doormat
were it not for the large head
must be tiger's skin

etc.

So here's a starter haiku:

old film reels rotate
monochrome images of
what dogs imagine
"Is", "is." "is" — the idiocy of the word haunts me. If it were abolished, human thought might begin to make sense. I don't know what anything "is"; I only know how it seems to me at this moment. -Robert Anton Wilson




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Sun Apr 26, 2009 6:06 pm
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3hundred1 says...



what dogs imagine
fields of steak filled ecstasy
will never happen
It is a very sad thing that nowadays there is so little useless information.
- Oscar Wilde




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Mon Apr 27, 2009 2:06 am
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Will never happened
upon a lesser carnage
birds eat cats eat men
"Is", "is." "is" — the idiocy of the word haunts me. If it were abolished, human thought might begin to make sense. I don't know what anything "is"; I only know how it seems to me at this moment. -Robert Anton Wilson




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Mon Apr 27, 2009 2:50 am
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siobhan says...



birds eat cats eat men
the carnage is cyclical
hunger never ends

Lol, they're all about eating so far, mostly. Nom nom.




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Mon Apr 27, 2009 4:21 am
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Helpful McHelpfulpants says...



hunger never ends
in the cold breath of mornings
uncounted, loveless.
Nunc lac est bibendum.




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Mon Apr 27, 2009 5:15 am
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BarrettBenedict says...



Helpful McHelpfulpants, I love your name!

uncounted, loveless
"Son cosas de la vida,"
buck up, yellow-gut
"Is", "is." "is" — the idiocy of the word haunts me. If it were abolished, human thought might begin to make sense. I don't know what anything "is"; I only know how it seems to me at this moment. -Robert Anton Wilson