CHAikuOS

Monday, September 30

"I hate cake." -- "Me too."
I was speaking of the band;
she spoke of the food.

posted by adam 1:13 PM

Friday, September 27

meta haiku jokes
were once funnier than hell.
now...eh, not so much.

posted by adam 5:05 PM

exercising mouths,
over again, not walking,
but talking the dog.

posted by adam 9:19 AM

some haiku seem to
convey great length in few words.
this one, though, does not.

one trick is to give
each word in the poem just one
beat. that will do it.

Conversely, suppose
multisyllabic statements
convey brevity.

technically complex
stanzas accelerate one's
perception of time.

posted by Dub Magistrate 2:26 AM

Thursday, September 26

poetry of mine
appears here on occasion.
have you seen any?

posted by Dub Magistrate 6:48 PM

I can't wait until
we can stop writing haiku
about september

posted by Dub Magistrate 6:45 PM

haiku hiatus
late september drenched in light
winds cool sun-warmed skin

posted by Dub Magistrate 6:44 PM

Wednesday, September 25

drilled into this skull
a hole, and found inside there
a desperate note...

"the pressure too much, my only escape
the easiest way out of this head."

imagine the noise,
the vibration and the pain
in that single act

posted by adam 11:44 AM

Tuesday, September 24

how slow the month goes
when counting the days -- each day
writing these haiku.

posted by adam 2:34 PM

and summer faded
without warning to crisp days;
fighting for the sheets

posted by adam 2:31 PM

Monday, September 23

radiator hiss
and bubble distract too soon.
it's just september

posted by adam 3:23 PM

20 hour days
have taken their toll on my
collaborator

posted by adam 3:22 PM

Friday, September 20

i'm permanently
indisposed, unable to
come to the phone now.

posted by adam 10:28 AM

Tuesday, September 17

if it's not one thing
it's usually bound to be
another.

posted by adam 8:43 AM

Thursday, September 12

rounding corner past
window, expecting sunlight.
no sun, trees. just fog.

posted by Dub Magistrate 2:10 PM

lone cloud hovering
solo flight across the sky
the rest, deepest blue

posted by adam 12:55 PM

Wednesday, September 11

prolific bastard
just trying to show me up
with sheer quantitiy

posted by adam 4:43 PM

They only made us
stronger? That doesn't preclude
them from having won.

posted by Dub Magistrate 4:09 PM

it is possible
that no one has ever heard
this poem read aloud

posted by Dub Magistrate 3:43 PM

Inappropriate.
I forgot introductions.
I'm the new author.

posted by Dub Magistrate 3:32 PM

the sky to the north
is as beautiful as if
it never happened

posted by adam 1:43 PM

you will never see
'poetic sterility'
in lines one or three

posted by Dub Magistrate 1:37 PM

new haiku author
fear him, love him, adore him
but not more than me.

posted by adam 12:29 PM

on nine-eleven
this haiku will do so much
to heal the nation

posted by adam 10:43 AM

this haiku contains
no shots of airplanes crashing
into tall buildings.

posted by adam 9:00 AM

Tuesday, September 10

wet concrete -- a smell
that makes me feel that my teeth
are scraping the ground.

posted by adam 9:23 PM

you might be thinking --
then again, probably not.
you don't seem the type.

posted by adam 2:32 PM

of all the haiku
written about tragedy
this one is the best

posted by adam 11:33 AM

This haiku about
September eleventh is
a little better.

posted by adam 10:19 AM

Monday, September 9

this haiku will be
known as the best september
eleventh haiku.

posted by adam 4:04 PM

Friday, September 6

breathing in air
meant for nostalgia's sake
through scent, sent back

posted by adam 3:57 PM

Thursday, September 5

wasn't too scary
wasn't too interesting
the signs make no sense

posted by adam 11:49 AM

Wednesday, September 4

each of us contends
that he (or she) was the one
to make the first move.

posted by adam 10:16 AM

Tuesday, September 3

not even flying
one month as in a moment
time has been no time

posted by adam 10:46 AM

mosquito fly home,
i'm sick of the west nile jokes
that you carry with.

posted by adam 10:40 AM

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"Above all, a Haiku must be very simple and free of all poetic trickery and make a little picture and yet be as airy and graceful as a Vivaldi Pastorella." -- Jack Kerouac

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