So, I posted an excerpt of my haiku I wrote in college in my Poetry tab, but I forgot I had a full chain. lol For your viewing pleasure, here is the full list. I don't know how good they are; I haven't looked at them and will look after I post them. lol (Note: The grey haiku are from the excerpt.)
Chain of Haiku from a Rambling Cancer
Excuse me while my
head explodes and
blows my brains to space
Beware of Cancers
They are
Obsessed with Capricorns
Hey Kerouac!
No one goes out
To find themselves anymore
If you actually
spoke to me I would
instantly orgasm
This is ground control
Your tin can has rusted
Just come on home
Everyone
makes a blue print
You fit mine
I wake up
to a pretty song
And it's you
I would do every
thing to and for you
Maybe that's the problem
If he could he
would push away
his shadow
Here lies your
hopes and there go
my clothes
His smile and
laughter
la petit morte
He's James Dean
sulking in his
over-sized shades
Mr. Brando he is
panting in your
white wife beater
His lips in the dark
Open your eyes
He's not really there
If he keeps on
fucking himself his
babies will be stupid
Let's be friends
Three words
One bullet
Friendship
is all he can offer
Screw The General
These nails would
make you scream
for days
Anchor me to
insanity while he
slips away
Her heart went Black
Hole when she
couldn't have him
Watch from the
window as the Tenth
House falls
Cradle me
I feel
Your heartbeat
Fourth House rules:
Obsession, Denial
And then we die.
To Jenny:
That thorn in your brain
Has a name
We resort to
lesser beings because
you refuse to love
Silent screams you
cannot hear because
you're far away
Watch the petals
fall from the tree
of the Fourth House
I would call to say
I need you but shouldn't
know your number
You broke the
fourth wall, where
are your burns?
At the top of my lungs
I scream in your face
Say something!
So the truth is
you have no balls
You're not worth it
Avoid the Capricorns
at all cost
Sparks of crazy ignited
I couldn't make
anymore mistakes
if I tried
Watch out for
Cancers, they are
self-destructive
For just one day
why can't I be
a Libra?
I can't shake you
from my head
Sangria
Pick up the glass
and my fingers
start to bleed
And while our minds
settle for fantasy, hormones
kill for something more
We will get there, Jenny
Scratch up their backs
and everything
Lovers pine for each
other. LOVERS.
You're just a stalker
Aren't you smooth
Sneak inside and stay
Tuaca
With my Cancerian
powers I make you
think of me
Actions speak for
themselves. You're
not speaking to me
This is no movie
No happy ending
You'll die alone.
Greetings
- Debra Renée Byrd
- Delaware, United States
- Deborah Hawkins, penned Debra Renée Byrd, began writing after a blank book project in elementary school and never stopped, fashioning stories based on her favorite TV shows and movies before creating more original works. She studied at the University of the Arts and Florida State University before settling down and graduating from Temple University. She now resides in her hometown of Dover, DE, where she spends most of her time at work or at church. She loves fantasies, superheroes, is a trekkie and a brown coat. She loves television and lives for Final Fantasy video games, having collected most of them. She has read a myriad of authors, and her favorite authors change whenever she finds a new book that changes her life... "When you can't run, you crawl. When you can't crawl...well, you know the rest." -Tracey, Firefly, "The Message"
1 comment:
These are all fantastic! I can relate to that first haiku a little too much, I must admit, LOL.
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