Friday, October 25, 2013
Haiku Friday: Making out
When I was a teenager back in Grosse Pointe, people would go down to the little strip of grass by the lake to make out. On a warm summer night, it got a little crowded down there. Here in Minnesota, I've heard that the place for teenagers to make out is the warming huts by the outdoor ice rinks. I guess that kind of makes sense... coming in from the cold and all that.
Kissing is a funny thing-- I'm not quite sure where that came from, the idea of it. It doesn't really serve an evolutionary purpose that I can think of. Still, what better topic can there be for haiku?
I'll go first:
Eight feet of lawn and
Those towering elms; summer
How could they not kiss?
Now it is your turn... make it 5 syllables/7 syllables/5 syllables and all will be good...
Comments:
Listen Osler--Geoff sucks!
Post Halloween in Madison.
Jaws full of Juicy Fruit
He mashed me.I had just put
Red lipstick on!
It was now all over
My face when the cop banged on
Car window.No parking!
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"You may kiss the bride."
(Please be the kind of kiss I
should see...but, oh no.)
The boy next door was
sitting so close on the couch,
kissed my cheek, then mouth.
(Please be the kind of kiss I
should see...but, oh no.)
The boy next door was
sitting so close on the couch,
kissed my cheek, then mouth.
Sitting in the back.
Empty church in a small town.
Where it all began.
They left doors unlocked.
For people to pray I spose.
Certainly I prayed.
For luck... And later
for wisdom when she said yes.
Proposed in the same place.
Empty church in a small town.
Where it all began.
They left doors unlocked.
For people to pray I spose.
Certainly I prayed.
For luck... And later
for wisdom when she said yes.
Proposed in the same place.
'Member that one time?
Rum Raisin ice cream, two spoons.
Oops. Here come the cops!
The next time, no cops.
Magic in the glowing sky.
A kiss to start over.
Rum Raisin ice cream, two spoons.
Oops. Here come the cops!
The next time, no cops.
Magic in the glowing sky.
A kiss to start over.
# posted by 
: 11:39 AM
: 11:39 AM
A shy shove of the lips
Begins it. Until lips are
Whisked down the vortex--
Are not in charge of
What they might do.Lungs starve air.
Mind does not wander,
Mind,for once does not
Exist. Someone who lives at
Your river's source owns you.
Begins it. Until lips are
Whisked down the vortex--
Are not in charge of
What they might do.Lungs starve air.
Mind does not wander,
Mind,for once does not
Exist. Someone who lives at
Your river's source owns you.
# posted by : 2:53 PM
: 2:53 PM Listen Osler--Geoff sucks!
Post Halloween in Madison.
Jaws full of Juicy Fruit
He mashed me.I had just put
Red lipstick on!
It was now all over
My face when the cop banged on
Car window.No parking!
# posted by : 3:02 PM
: 3:02 PM
Did I complain re:
Vampira red paint on her
Lips? No! Gum is good!
Can I help it she
Didn't share? Or the open
Gin bottle in car?
(Or my trouser lack?)
Clothes can get in your way.Sheesh!
Half of fine ain't much.
Vampira red paint on her
Lips? No! Gum is good!
Can I help it she
Didn't share? Or the open
Gin bottle in car?
(Or my trouser lack?)
Clothes can get in your way.Sheesh!
Half of fine ain't much.
# posted by : 3:16 PM
: 3:16 PM
"The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender." - Emil Ludwig
First kiss on my neck
Surprised us both as we thought
What will this lead to?
MMM
First kiss on my neck
Surprised us both as we thought
What will this lead to?
MMM
# posted by : 6:56 PM
: 6:56 PM
First comes that moment
Holding her hair like wheatgrass
Then, drink in her scent.
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Holding her hair like wheatgrass
Then, drink in her scent.
# posted by : 7:41 PM
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