The Toast Point Haiku Contest!

January 1996 Entries

OgThePoet writes 1/30

Looking back in time
It's a movie of my life
That got mixed reviews.

Daftie Andy Washedisairinvim writes 1/30

The reeking reeler
Tumbled tipsily towards
The player's foot, ouch

Phred writes 1/30

Anonymity -
Hiding in faceless silence,
Shy as a new bride.

Lemur Catta writes 1/28

Greedily grabbing
Sticky gut-strings, orange seeds:
Bright girl with pumpkin.

Eirrab Snilloc writes a traiku 1/26

When I listen to
Printfest Diana's whinings,
Camilla looks great!

The Duchess of York
Should, to improve her image,
Hire a dress agent.

Royal princesses?
Epitomes of British
Upper-class twitdom!

Hi Koo writes 1/26

Guardian Angel
You who watches from above
Guard thee me from love?

Gold Star! Guardian Angel
I've always meant to ask you:
Do you like your job?

Guardian Angel
Sometimes I think you're hiding
How silly of me.

Eirrab Snilloc writes 1/26

Graceful, soaring words,
Monica and Melissa.
Keep up the good work!

The Sage concurs!

Gold Star! Feeding Winter birds;
Starving starlings fighting for
A taste of suet.

OgThePoet writes 1/26

What's wrong with winter?
Like an unwanted houseguest,
Outstayed your welcome.

John Lanier writes 1/25

Yes, I have a plan.
Maybe if we were all blind,
The self would stand out

Kivas Fajo writes 1/25

Why do I labour
And create new haikus? Just
To learn "short'n'sweet"-ness?

I could, (for example)
Interprete NMR- spectra
Or maybe FAB-MS.

But this succinct way
Of expression provokes me,
Bist unwiderstehlich!

Richard Wall writes 1/24

In the summer woods
My hand reaches, touches skin
Silence. then we kiss

It gently snows on
My lover's hair, which flows on
Down my warm shoulder

Hi Koo writes 1/23

Creativity
Makes you want to write your words
On the Internet.

Down in Florida
We hear about winter storms
Bathing in the sun.

Phred writes 1/23

Reaching into light
Internet consents to bring
A new friend to me.

Monica & Melissa, ages 9 write 1/22

Graceful flying wings
Butterflys so beautiful
They are so pretty!

Appel Fletcher writes 1/20

Visible magic -
Between man's legs, wind twines, knots
The cat of winter.

OgThePoet writes 1/18

"The show must go on!"
That's what the circus man said.
He was wrong. He's dead.

Hi Koo writes 1/18

Down and down I go...
Fighting to laugh my way out
Of Life's undertow.

Some Bloke Called Tom writes 1/18

Snow dust cascading
Into valley tinsel foil
I burn the mind star.

Eirrab Snilloc, in a silly mood, writes 1/16

There was a young man
From Nantucket whose...Oops! I'm
Sorry! Wrong contest!

It's raining again.
Soggy, but at least I don't
Have to shovel it.

Gold Star! Elvis is NOT dead-
Just dropped out - reads verse and likes
Haiku vurra much!

I climbed a mountain
To write this; just to prove that
I've a high haiku.

Eirrab Snilloc writes 1/15

Winter poetry
Always makes me want to sneeze.
Haiku! Gesundheit!

Marshall G Severson writes 1/13

Darkness in the day,
Lightness in the dream of joy,
Dusk until summer.

Richard Hollands submits a classic by Basho (1644-94) 1/13

No hat, and cold
Rain falling -
Well!

Don McLeod writes 1/12

Cold mountain morning
Glint of sunrise riding out
On the flyfish line

John Sheirer writes 1/11

Digging out the snowed-in car
Inside
My only gloves

Gold Star! Before daybreak
Obsessive-compulsive neighbor
With a snow shovel

Checking the mail
My bedroom slippers
Full of snow

Hi Koo writes 1/11

Where's my pot of gold?
At the end of the rainbow?
No. Here in my arms.

Haiku calms the soul.
Takes awhile to make you smile.
An acquired taste.

Gold Star! Go inside your head
Rearrange the furniture.
Throw out all that hate.

Love stands at your door
You're afraid to open it.
I'm afraid to knock.

Guard writes 1/10

Damn cold in New York
"Why wear pants when snow will do?"
And who needs food too?

Slow movements inside
A groove for the needle dance
Crusty but who cares?

Chief writes 1/9

Rob loves 'nice girl' Sue
Who likes freaks better than Rob
Rob does not have Sue

Kazuko and her teacher write 1/9

Late fall's first snow fall
Huddle deep into my quilt
A tree far from spring

OgThePoet writes 1/8

Don't let them get you
Those that would deride your art
Have less to offer.

I love to hear jazz
Screaming in my ear at night
Drowning the quiet.

J. Allen Moats, God of Chaos & Insanity writes 1/7

The God has returned!
Vacation slumbers with cold...
Now the ground is white

Gold Star! Free my people now!
You've thrown them in the desert
They've done nothing wrong...

Can this world be saved?
Empty hearts and careless minds:
All false liberties...

Can this world be saved?
Christian lies and useless faiths:
Our world is hopeless...

Writerman writes 1/5

Where am I going?
I knew when I started out.
Now I'm not so sure...

What am I doing?
It keeps me very busy.
But what have I done?

Gold Star! Why am I living?
To write haiku for Toast Point?
Am I reaching you?

The Sage is touched by Writerman's existential trilogy.

Lisa Schapiro writes 1/4

Don't understand how
He claims he had fun; puking
All New Year's Eve Night...

Texas Teacher writes 1/4

Clustered daffodils
Nodding, each to the other:
Friendless without wind.

Writerman writes 1/4

Quick morning kisses
Bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, then
Off to work we go.

The music starts. Stops.
And, like musical chairs, there's
No seat left for me.

New Years Eve was wild!
Everyone got naked and
Bared their very souls!

Ogden Nield writes 1/3

Back (3 weeks later).
So many things have changed but...
The contest goes on.

Gold Star! So easy to make,
New Years resolutions are
Easier to break.

1996.
A better year for all than
1995.

Charlotte writes 1/2

The New Year is here.
Will the promises be kept?
Will they be broken?

jterrell writes 1/1

Wind kisses left cheek
Turning away, it is seen.
Anonymous gift

Space and Form embrace,
Pausing in their cosmic dance.
Harmony between.

Gold Star! The sun, spinning threads,
Lights upon a spider's web.
Terrible beauty.

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