Nigel Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 Pirate Haiku Avast I tip me cup To toast yer good leg It slips out of me hook Argh Sir Nigel - aka "Sir Freelancealot"; aka "Ace of Cads"; aka "JACKPOT!!" (cha-CHING!) "Mojitos BAD!...Lesbians with free rum GOOD!!!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 I do Haiku. Sort of. Here's something inspired. Avast You're so unkind to blow my mind then say 'It wasn't me' Argh This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nigel Posted December 13, 2003 Author Share Posted December 13, 2003 *Sniff* That was beautiful. Now ye brought a tear to me glass eye, lass. It does make one curious though...Arrr, I be ponderin'. Sir Nigel - aka "Sir Freelancealot"; aka "Ace of Cads"; aka "JACKPOT!!" (cha-CHING!) "Mojitos BAD!...Lesbians with free rum GOOD!!!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 Oh, don't pay any attention to me, Lad. I just wax philosophical sometimes. Go on about your business or write some Haiku or plunder and pillage... something piratical. Here's another one: June bug Caught in my hair Dammit This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Matty Bottles Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 This one, for high seas combat: Sweeter than flowers, The cry of wounded sailors and that brimstone stink. "The time was when ships passing one another at sea backed their topsails and had a 'gam,' and on parting fired guns; but those good old days have gone. People have hardly time nowadays to speak even on the broad ocean, where news is news, and as for a salute of guns, they cannot afford the powder. There are no poetry-enshrined freighters on the sea now; it is a prosy life when we have no time to bid one another good morning." - Capt. Joshua Slocum Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 In the garden I bent to pick a rose The thorn drew blood Avast This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Charlotte Doyle Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 Write eight-page papers No real time for pirate fun Christmas Break, hurry (I won't give up the day job ;-) ) I am now "Captain Charlotte Savvy." Sorry for any confusion -- I'll only be making this user-name change this once! :) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 Deadlines fade ribbons flutter in the breeze I think of a gift Argh This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Matty Bottles Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 Gigantic Headwear matches me pirate ego and a new felt hat. "The time was when ships passing one another at sea backed their topsails and had a 'gam,' and on parting fired guns; but those good old days have gone. People have hardly time nowadays to speak even on the broad ocean, where news is news, and as for a salute of guns, they cannot afford the powder. There are no poetry-enshrined freighters on the sea now; it is a prosy life when we have no time to bid one another good morning." - Capt. Joshua Slocum Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 What size? enormous brain cavity metric or inch Seadogs bark This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Matty Bottles Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 Size seven and five-eighths no feather or trim; black felt with a five-inch brim. "The time was when ships passing one another at sea backed their topsails and had a 'gam,' and on parting fired guns; but those good old days have gone. People have hardly time nowadays to speak even on the broad ocean, where news is news, and as for a salute of guns, they cannot afford the powder. There are no poetry-enshrined freighters on the sea now; it is a prosy life when we have no time to bid one another good morning." - Capt. Joshua Slocum Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 FedEx man commeth Avast! no address Parcel sails into the abyss This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Matty Bottles Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 Visiting my folks, all of us are going out, Now I must shower. Later. "The time was when ships passing one another at sea backed their topsails and had a 'gam,' and on parting fired guns; but those good old days have gone. People have hardly time nowadays to speak even on the broad ocean, where news is news, and as for a salute of guns, they cannot afford the powder. There are no poetry-enshrined freighters on the sea now; it is a prosy life when we have no time to bid one another good morning." - Capt. Joshua Slocum Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 13, 2003 Share Posted December 13, 2003 Avast Sailor! Am I even me? Who's my daddy? Argh. This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nigel Posted December 14, 2003 Author Share Posted December 14, 2003 Can anybody explain the parameters for Haiku, for those who want to give it a go? Sir Nigel - aka "Sir Freelancealot"; aka "Ace of Cads"; aka "JACKPOT!!" (cha-CHING!) "Mojitos BAD!...Lesbians with free rum GOOD!!!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 14, 2003 Share Posted December 14, 2003 I haven't checked to see if any of the above make the Haiku cut... I'm certain mine dont. It's more SpamHaiku coming from me. This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 14, 2003 Share Posted December 14, 2003 It's a contemplative poetry that valorizes nature, color, season, contrasts and surprises. Usually it has 3 lines and 17 syllabes distributed in 5, 7 and 5. It must register or indicate a moment, sensation, impression or drama of a specific fact of nature. It's almost like a photo of some specific moment of nature. More than inspiration, it's need meditation, effort and perception to compose a real Haiku. Pirated from: The Art of Haiku Poetry So, wondering about one's lineage would apply in the nature category, I presume? This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nigel Posted December 14, 2003 Author Share Posted December 14, 2003 Naturally. Sir Nigel - aka "Sir Freelancealot"; aka "Ace of Cads"; aka "JACKPOT!!" (cha-CHING!) "Mojitos BAD!...Lesbians with free rum GOOD!!!" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Merrydeath Posted December 14, 2003 Share Posted December 14, 2003 The seasonal theme. Each Haiku must contain a kigo, a season word, which indicate in which season the Haiku is set. For example, cherry blossoms indicate spring, snow indicate winter, and mosquitoes indicate summer, but the season word isn't always that obvious. No blossoms and no moon, and he is drinking sake all alone! could tranlate to: No sails and no moon and he is drinking rum all alone! Pirate Lass with sass, brass, a cutlass, an a nice *ss. Capt of the FOOLS GOLD PIRATES BLAST BREAST CANCER! GET A MAMMOGRAM AND SAVE YOUR TREASURED CHEST: http://www.myspace.c...iratesthinkpink http://www.myspace.c...oolsgoldpirates CAPT OF THE ONLY PYRITE SHIP AFLOAT: THE FOOL'S GOLD- look for us and Captain Merrydeath on facebook! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 14, 2003 Share Posted December 14, 2003 pillow calling me a snowflake falling softly dreams will take me now argh. This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Merrydeath Posted December 14, 2003 Share Posted December 14, 2003 My friend snores loud; she dreams of snow falling fast. Good paths on your way. Pirate Lass with sass, brass, a cutlass, an a nice *ss. Capt of the FOOLS GOLD PIRATES BLAST BREAST CANCER! GET A MAMMOGRAM AND SAVE YOUR TREASURED CHEST: http://www.myspace.c...iratesthinkpink http://www.myspace.c...oolsgoldpirates CAPT OF THE ONLY PYRITE SHIP AFLOAT: THE FOOL'S GOLD- look for us and Captain Merrydeath on facebook! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 14, 2003 Share Posted December 14, 2003 I can't get no sa-tis-fac-tion green leafy stuff argh. This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lady Bassett Posted December 16, 2003 Share Posted December 16, 2003 This one, for high seas combat:Sweeter than flowers, The cry of wounded sailors and that brimstone stink. Actually, Bloody Jack Madd was the first one to get it right. And it's quite lovely, too coming from such a, uh, hmmm, anyway, it was pretty. **flips BJM something really special ( your choice of prize )** This mountain is mine! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Matty Bottles Posted December 16, 2003 Share Posted December 16, 2003 Thank ye, Lady Bassett. Such fine words warm me heart. And on a side note, I've recovered from my disease. Mostly. "The time was when ships passing one another at sea backed their topsails and had a 'gam,' and on parting fired guns; but those good old days have gone. People have hardly time nowadays to speak even on the broad ocean, where news is news, and as for a salute of guns, they cannot afford the powder. There are no poetry-enshrined freighters on the sea now; it is a prosy life when we have no time to bid one another good morning." - Capt. Joshua Slocum Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Matty Bottles Posted December 16, 2003 Share Posted December 16, 2003 Or should I say: Dear Lady Bassett, Your gentle words warm me heart And now I am well. High-koodle-oo "The time was when ships passing one another at sea backed their topsails and had a 'gam,' and on parting fired guns; but those good old days have gone. People have hardly time nowadays to speak even on the broad ocean, where news is news, and as for a salute of guns, they cannot afford the powder. There are no poetry-enshrined freighters on the sea now; it is a prosy life when we have no time to bid one another good morning." - Capt. Joshua Slocum Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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