Greetings Haiku Monday Challengers!
This week's theme is ROAD.
Requirements: First line: 5 syllables; Second line: 7 syllables; 3rd line: 5 syllables.
Seasonal Reference: yes
Cutting word/phrase: always desirable
Image: yes, please
Good luck and spread the word!
Now that is an open... Never mind. I've banged several out, but I need to try this when I wake, if I can wake a bit better in time. Still...
ReplyDeleteYum!
where it goes matters
not ~ length of travel varies-
due to spring's hunger
Of Flesh
dirt, stone, tar, concrete
stars to lead, the sun to show-
lost on paths, no doubt
Whims
long coil to nowhere-
leads precisely to your place
in time to choose once
Very nice, Doom! You are not messing around!
DeleteDoom, the baby in the video has the exact facial expressions that I get when I find that Kat Von D has a new shade of Tatoo Red debuting at Sephora. Nice going!
DeleteI laughed out loud when I read your prompt on my cell phone a few hours ago..
ReplyDeleteIt was so appropriate.
Flat terrain wisps by..
ReplyDeleteWith propped foot and aching joints,
Summer's sojourn ends.
Nice story (if kind of painful!) Thank you!
DeleteLove the visuals. One of my favorite things as a kid was to take a car vacation in summer!
Deletehere are my entries visuals will be up tomorrow
ReplyDeleteNo Destination
blowing in the wind tumbleweed
open road ahead
Lost aimlessly walking
colder then the December winds
all roads lead home happy
Very nice, Becca! I look forward to the visuals!
DeleteEndless sights to see
ReplyDeleteBlacktop stretches for miles
Kick of 66
I'll be up tomorrow with a visual
Getting your kicks, I see, Ms. Scarlet? I like it!
DeleteScarlet, did I miss the visual or is it somewhere after the Independence haiku?
DeleteInteresting idea Fleur. Roads can be a blessing and curse.
ReplyDeleteWebwork of game paths;
once hunter’s wild corridors.
Now? Superhighway!
Visual at Serendipity.
That's something to think about. Thanks Serendip!
DeleteI'm up with a visual!
ReplyDeleteI am up at my place also.
ReplyDeletedon't leave the way, don't
what is off the path consumes
never expedition
Kerouac's ribbon;
ReplyDeleteHope, Der Bingle, and Lamour--
That's entertainment.
You don't need no stinkin' visual.
Csar, you are correct. No single image would do that entry justice.
DeleteI'm up!
ReplyDeleteShe traveled high roads
'Til meeting her low road love.
Penance ever since
@Fishy, can't comment on your blog, apparently without a Google Blogger account.
DeleteYour haiku is melancholy but poignant. Lovely but painful to contemplate. It says so much with few words.
Serendipity
Sorry, my blog was getting slammed with crawlers so I had to retreat to defensive measures. Hopefully Google is working on the problem; for now they recommend comment moderation.
DeleteNaturally I am drawn to the drama of a low-road love!
DeleteA second entry - visual up.
ReplyDeleteHuman burden beasts.
Ancient toil, exotic trade.
Summer tea leaf road.
Serendipity
Beautiful, meloncholy--and educational, too.
DeleteOde to a friend's play:
ReplyDelete". . . Where It Curves Away":
Snake season; git yer faith on!
Mark 16:18.
Visual: http://www.bartertheatre.com/shows/show_detail.php?show_id=16
Csar, your friend is very lucky to have you honor his play with a haiku. Especially in a companion piece to one that mentions Kerouac.
DeleteGood evening Fleur,
ReplyDeleteThank you for hosting. I understand you've been busy. I have two for your consideration. And I'm sorry that my second one, reads so much like I'm plagiarizing Czar. However, I can tell you it was generated by a totally independent thought. It is scary, he and I think can along the same lines. Perhaps there's hope for the free world after all.
Unknown need for speed?
Coast to coast 53 hours!
Arrived...met Her.
Crosby Hope Lamour
Brothers source of standup bits
Lead to roads traveled
Karl, some of us do have psychic connections with the Csar. It feels like when you go and see Phantom of the Opera and then for the next week snippets of songs are in your head and you think, "which song was that? Do they all really sound the same--or is it just me?" It can be very distracting. Excellent entries!
DeleteKarl,
ReplyDeleteMet her, as in She? Mrs. She? If it was purposeful and intended or completely a twist of fate matters not. The speed, obviously, was needed. You just didn't know why, or you did. *grins*
Hmm, hell hasn't frozen over so there is always a chance that we can all just get along. Hold your breath at your leisure. For my part I do believe I will dance on graves. Nothing personal, mind you, mostly. Literarily rather than literally, mostly. Not necessarily your grave, or Czar's, don't know either of you well enough to be sure. But some people's graves are going to be the stage. *tap-tap-spin*
Will wonders never cease, Karl?
ReplyDeleteI let my playwright friend (see haiku two above) know of my tribute. He is also an inveterate haikuist and onetime HM participant. On "road":
A novel, then film
where'd your sense of humor go,
Cormac McCarthy?
Okay, okay, how's about:
O, Robert, why two?
Would it make "all the diff'rence"
were there more to take?
All right; you cry "foul," and rightly so: I slimmed down "difference," yes, I know. So how about:
This ain't a sonnet
But Nat King Cole, doggone it
Got his kicks on it
Those are rather good. Did you write them? Or did your friend?
DeleteThey are rather good; ergo, my friend wrote them. Same playwright whose play you saw in NYC.
DeleteHey, Fleur, I's got a couple for ya'... If nothing else, the visuals are worth a gander.
ReplyDelete#1:
Heat waves warp the road
Puddles form where reason lies
No relief in sight
#2:
Road unto your heart
Has no map, nor GPS
Boundaries won't bear
Congrats on your WIN, btw, you always throw down such a purty 'ku!
Rafa
P.S. Links are safe or come on over to take peak.
The visual for Rafa's first one reminds me of the Tacoma Bridge Collapse.
Deletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xox9BVSu7Ok
Thank you, Rafa. Those visuals are fabulous! And the haiku are sultry.
DeleteVery true! Though Rafa's images are more suspenseful.
DeleteUpper East side eats.
ReplyDeletefood truck falafel. Heaven!
Mobile roadside grill.
Nice one, Fishy! I have partaken of this very delicacy!
DeleteI think she's fallen and can't get UP!
DeleteFAT FLEUR fell in a falafel
A sight to see that was awful
Munching and crunching
With way too much lunching
Her caboose turned to moose; just colossal
HaHa...just fun'n!
Rafa!D
Hmmmnnnn....no time specified? Midnight Pacific time? Or, like Foam, "before I wake up Tuesday
ReplyDeleteLoooooooong day....may get back with entry if I can stay awake....and you are lenient aboutz timing!! Sorry, meant to be here earlier. I like Fishy's melancholy lesson, an' even a back hand reference to McCarthy by Czar's buddy. The Road did not eclipse No Country for Old Men. THE best.
ReplyDeleteHaiku : Road
ReplyDeleteO'er the mountain- May
massacre: En mi pie la
Verdad. Camino!
Aunty, excellent use of visuals and a foreign language! And I was a bit unclear on the timing, true!
DeleteOh-oh!
ReplyDeleteAunty's feet got murdered on the road?
Or did I forget my high school Spanish?
Yes, and pictures on the Front porch--
ReplyDeleteHaiku friends, you are fantastic! Thank you for these excellent entries and visuals. I will be mulling (always torture!) and sharing the results shortly.
ReplyDeleteAye, but it's a beautiful torture. I hate picking but rolling in the roses while doing so is sweet indeed. Just take the time to enjoy it? Tea or coffee and something sweet... chocolate... So you feel good right as you pick and feel bad. Yum!
ReplyDeleteI could write something, but why not just show it? Yeah, I might be a drama king. :p
ReplyDeleteThank you, Doom! I do love the drama...
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