Welcome Visitor: Login to the siteJoin the site

Mainstream Haiku Collection: Communication Breakdown

Poetry By: Philip Roberts
Literary fiction



For those getting sick of my Ultra-Modern Haiku, the good news is that this is the last of them – for now!


Submitted:Jan 14, 2011    Reads: 52    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Normal 0 MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";}

AUTUMN RAINS FALLING
Autumn rains falling
Drizzle just a promise of
Deluges to come.

A BLINDING HAILSTORM

A blinding hailstorm
Hiding death fromn travellors,
Great danger lurking.

RAMPAGING WINDS (I)
Winds that roar like beasts
Rampaging through the towns,
Levelling all in sight.

Normal 0 MicrosoftInternetExplorer4 st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} AZURE EYES (II)
Hair just like spun gold,
Eyes of the richest azure,
Captivates my heart.

THE BLACK WOLF (II)
Black as night he stood
Beneath the moon's bright glow,
A wolf with human eyes.

THE CHEETAH (II)
Sixty miles an hour
Runs the deadly cheetah, to
Bring a zebra down.

COMMUNICATION BREAKDOWN (II)
Now that love is gone
All you worship is hatred,
Wishing each other harm.

DOORS TO THE SUBCONSCIOUS (II)
Dreams are doors to the
subconscious: Portals to
other realities.

DRINKING WINE SPO DEE OO
DEE (II)
In far off 1949
The 1st rock and roll song was,
Recorded. What was it?

EBONY EYES (II)
Full of dark mystery
They call me with a promise,
Of savage love.

EMERALD EYES (II)
Green eyes are sparkling
Like the brightest emeralds,
Captivates my heart.

LIGHTNING STRIKES (II)
Thunder claps, lightning
Strikes. A tree cleft into two,
Black and smouldering.

ABUSIVE HAIKU WRITERS
Can something be done
Re those who abuse other
People on this site?

DEAR JANIE MASON
Dear Janie Mason
I loved your Saturday poem:
"Sunlight seeps through me"!!!

A FESTIVE TIME? (I)
At a time of peace
Why is there so much hatred,
Polluting this site?

DEAR MISS BONNIE PIKE

Dear Bonnie Pike; good
question. I won In
October. No sign yet!

HATE-MONGERS!
Can the hate-mongers
Who can't even write haiku,
Be banned from this site?

POETIC REMUNERATION?
Is there remuneration
For sending haiku to this site?
Or is it just an ego trip?

THREE PAGES TODAY!
Three pages today!
Is this site expanding? Or
is it just today?

THE GHOULISH FOOL (I)
It's spelt "Ghoul", you fool
So please just try to stay cool,
fool. The Real Phil Mayron.

THE GHOULISH FOOL (II)
It's spelt "Ghoul", you fool
So please just try to stay cool,
fool. The Real Philip Joseph.

THE NEW-AGE HEROES
The new-age heroes:
Sports people and newsreaders;
Weather girls! Heroes?

NIGHT SOUNDS EXPLODE

Night sounds explode
Thunder crashes like tsunami,
Rain and hail follow.

A NOEM
This is all I'll write!
[A Noem --
a one-line haiku!]

SUMMER DELUGES
Early December
Deluge heralding summer,
Swimmers battle floods.

SUMMER SUN (II)
Bright sunlight shining
Down upon the beach-dwellers,
Melanomas rife.

THOUGHTS (II)
Your thoughts are dreams of
Your yesterdays, compounded
With your future hopes.

TO DIE WITHIN (II)
To die within
Without ever knowing love,
Is to have never lived.

WILD FIRE RAGING
A Raging Wild Fire
Burning precious forests,
Devestating lives.

WITH GOD AT MY SIDE
I cannot get lost
I cannot get lonely,
With God at my side.

WOMAN'S GREATEST ACHIEVEMENT
(A SENRU)
Bliss is achieved when
Woman learns her place, and she
Learns to wait on man!

THE YOWIES
Manlike beasts walking
Through Australian bushlands,
Fear city-dwellers.

THE ZEBRA
Wild and free spirit;
Black-and-white striped pony,
Which no one can ride.


THE END
© Copyright 2011
Philip Roberts





0

| Email this story Email this Poetry | Add to reading list



Reviews

About | News | Contact | Your Account | TheNextBigWriter | Self Publishing | Advertise

© 2013 TheNextBigWriter, LLC. All Rights Reserved. Terms under which this service is provided to you. Privacy Policy.