Diary of a Horny Pup: Intro
If that's what you want then, dearest diary, let me sum it up for you with a haiku: _life is a journey_ _an impossible journey,_ _and i lost the map._ in other words: i'm screwed.
Not So Retired Any More XXVIII
I see you know master basho's haiku. the american translations, at least. i'm curious at your response, what do you mean by it?" the ferret girl seemed flustered, an odd combination of shy and confident.
Collected Words of a powerless and tired man
The following verses of spoken word (and one haiku) are some things i have written down when i felt the need.
EoN Haiku - Azuka
Her gaze is patient and the colour of violet flowers. Her body and mind not touched by the frost of old age. The Doctor melds with the Nightshade.
The Legacy of the Azerothian Skies 2
His movement like a haiku waiting to be written, his strength like a finely-sharpened axe cutting through a thick log and his looks making even the ancient relics wither away in shame. in her eyes, he was perfection itself.
Spring haiku Collection 1
Middle of Spring now There is so much left to do Better get cleaning. * * * Clouds may be outside But the sun pierces the sky It's very warm today. * * * Spring comes into bloom The flowers look so superb It's so beautiful. * * * In doors,...
Marsh Brawl
On his back was written a haiku, scarred into his flesh. as the flesh started to harden to scale, the kanji divided to each be on a separate plate, and became engraved. it was as odd a sight as it was a feeling.
Worm Thing 2
Part 7: james sighed again and wrote another haiku.
The Love of Takahashi Yoishi: Part One
"you paint, write haiku, _and_ play the shakuhachi? i would like to hear you play." the shakuhachi was the japanese bamboo flute that had originally been brought over from the mainland.
W.O.L.F. 6 - Playful Void
Or a "knack", another form of art, condensed short set of instructions remotely resembling a haiku or a limerick, a set of thoughts so contradictory, such a wild paradox, that when your brain chewed through all the incredible layers of absurd, and the escheresque
Rictus Cenotaph: Chapter 4 - Dreamscape
._ ze'ev muttered under his breath a haiku that had come to mind, and he felt the burning stain of the accumulation of years of struggle, dying off in a single event.
Rictus Cenotaph: Chapter 2 - Foray
The commander supplemented this by creating his own haiku, and ferociously studying a plethora of philosophies and codes.