The Toast Point Haiku Contest!

October Entries

John Tower Escargot writes 10/31

Excuse me, sir, but
Your slip is showing; and
That was my haiku!

Matthew L. Rotando writes 10/30

Gold Star! Gold Star! Saw my Dad again
Bright eyes, fishing pole, sad smile
Did he dream me, too?

Gold Star! Gold Star!

Lisa Schapiro writes 10/30

Monday mornings suck
The lustre from coming days...
Or - they could just suck.

J. Allen Moats, God of Chaos & Slight Insanity writes 10/29

"I miss you!"
An unnoticed voice in the
Wilderness of love.

Gold Star! Gold Star! Now I am empty:
My life a lonely desert.
Winter approaches...

My tool: the migrane.
Prepare your skull for the pain
To drive you insane!

PumaCat writes 10/29

Toast in the toaster
It burns and fries to a crisp
How I love my toast!
Toast Point smiles, reflecting,"So does my Wumpus!"

Gold Star! Gold Star! Oh! A contest! Yay!
The Toast Point Haiku Contest!
I shall enter it!

Joy Hattie writes 10/28

The birds are leaving
Etched against an opal sky
Last flight of autumn

Vigilanty@aol.com writes 10/27

Tranquility sighs
She touches me lovingly
I miss her sometimes

Sunsets writes 10/27

The sun is falling,
It will kiss the horizon,
And now it is gone.

Anonymous writes 10/26

Gold Star! Gold Star! A time for haiku
A time for me and you, and
A time for adieu!
The sage apologizes - he fiddled with it just a bit...

Shawn Sparks writes 10/26

Oh so slow drive thru
It takes too long to get food
I starve thanks to you

The G-Man writes 10/26

Gold Star! Gold Star! The house stands empty.
Boxes, clothing, you are gone.
Winter is warmer.

Your breath audibly
Showers my eardrum like a
Midsummer's sprinkle.

Patrick Warburton writes 10/26

To the hills of love
I say go away for good
I am so tired

LBCOHEN@hawk.ucc.edu writes 10/26

Gold Star! Gold Star! The clocks will turn back
Time will be gained only to
Be lost once again

Wayne writes 10/25

Gold Star! Gold Star! it's like we're looking
Down on Wayne's basement, only
That's not Wayne's basement...

Cheeez writes 10/25

Oh! Woe is the cheese
Ah! Little. Yellow. Different.
Generational

sallen@cris.com writes 10/25

Gold Star! Gold Star! Excuse me, lady ...
I hate to interupt you
But you're on fire!

Michel Beaumont writes 10/25

I wither in pain
Fading in your eyes again:
We are the Rainbow.

La catarata
Se niega su luz de ser
Que la contrasta.

John Tower Escargot writes 10/24

Morning haikus are
A hazard to my wallet -
BART parking tickets

Kivas Fajo writes 10/24

The mists entice me
To dream of you. Only the cold
Winter shall bring peace.

Stephen Sunshine writes 10/24

Letters flow between
Us . . . like so many kisses
That distance prevents.

Kivas Fajo writes 10/24

Leaves fall, prompted
By abcisic acid; my
Frog has fallen asleep.

T M Alper writes 10/24

Gold Star! Gold Star! "It pisses me off -
They always scald the milk here."
"Just get espresso."

Empire Amy writes 10/23

Hot, wet, sticky, mop
Air . . . autumn has come again
A Gulf Coast sunrise

ter@pegasus.cc.ucf.edu writes 10/20

Raspberries on a bush
Quickly, he plucks but one off
Tossed to a red bird

Kivas Fajo writes 10/19

Why am I so sad?
Probably it is my love
Or my long lost love.

Anonymous writes 10/18

Gold Star! Gold Star! The April wind fed
The grasping whole of my mind
In wandering clouds.

Fisherman writes 10/18

One, two, three, four, five......
Once I caught a fish alive
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten.

John Tower Escargot writes 10/17

Rockin' 'n' rollin'
King Elvis went a-surfin'
Wearin' blue suede shoes

She asks, "What is love?"
I reply, "Love is, love does."
I ask, "What is love?"

Nala writes 10/16

A star, all alone
Endlessly giving off light
With no companion

Ian Evans writes 10/16

Gold Star! Gold Star! Most archangels would
Swap their fair share of Zion
For some Rocky Road...

I paused, and your smile
Was full of muscles, not strong,
But mostly muscles.

J0yce writes a slew of 'em 10/15

Gold Star! Gold Star! I am growing old
But have missed too much of life.
Please, are there seconds???

I write words " Chow Mein".
It seems more appropriate
Fits Haiku better....

Time is everything
Life flies and leaves us wanting
Only the future

Victoria... writes 10/13

Gold Star! Gold Star! A haiku for you.
Or should I say, An haiku.
Either way, for you.

Huge apologies to Victoria.
She submitted this months ago, but the sage must have misplaced it...

L.D. writes 10/13

Waiting for the light
Opening eyes to bright sun
Fresh new day has come.

Victoria... writes 10/12

Autumn leaves of fire
Red, burnt orange, sun yellow,
Replace summer's heat.

T M Alper writes 10/12

Gold Star! Gold Star! In Palo Alto:
Three hundred thousand dollars,
One bedroom condo.

and submits these two...

Jim Merino writes

Gold Star! Gold Star! Help, help, Godzilla!
Guns and planes cannot stop him.
Tokyo is ablaze.

Brian Roberts writes

Gold Star! Gold Star! The sand remembers:
Once there was beach and sunshine;
But chip is warm, too.

William Tranmer writes 10/11

The sky opens up.
It frees a torrid affair
That started days ago.

and...

Gold Star! Gold Star! The sky opens up.
It frees itself, bellowing
Of a love long lost.

Joe McCauley writes 10/11

Drifting ragged clouds
Raking across the gray ridge
Drooping pine

Stephen Sunshine writes 10/10

A porcupine killed
During harvest, returns to
The soil and the corn.

John Tower Escargot writes 10/9

Poor Mistuh Cricket
Looking for Missus Cricket
"Bitch ran off again!"

Joe McCauley writes 10/6

Gold Star! Gold Star! Touching but untouched,
Her fair soft hand reaches out...
Careless Wind!

Lisa Schapiro writes 10/6

I contemplate my
Wanderlust...How could I leave?
Must be Fall again.

John Tower Escargot writes 10/4

In my credenza
A pile that will scare ya
Visa bonanza!

Sweeney Erect writes 10/3

Gold Star! Gold Star! Rain splashing on dirt
After the harvest is done
Does not do much good.

Walrean writes 10/2

Gold Star! Gold Star! Abstract act of sex
Mimed in the grocery storeroom
Behind the boxed rice

Victoria... writes 10/2

Your love, like Chinese
Food, fills me, but makes me want
More, an hour later...

Ray Booberry writes 10/1

October Country
Man cuts down ripe wheat in field
Causing many deaths.

Pillows Galore writes

Angora sweaters
Show my figure beautifully
Oh, cool, it's autumn!

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