Author Topic: Brokeback Haiku (Read 22910 times)

Ellemeno · « **on:** March 31, 2006, 05:32:30 am »

I looked and can't see a haiku thread here yet. Here are three that were posted in the last hour on IMDb:

by - meryl_88
Must go to sleep now
Still gotta work tomorrow
Chez Tremblay's more fun

by - Ellemeno
no sound for the film
then newyearsday met Meryl
goodness from problems

by - cmr107
Brokeback left my town
What to do till April 4th?
Read the book (again)

TheStudDuck · « **Reply #1 on:** March 31, 2006, 05:45:41 am »

lurkers can be seen
i have will power, i do
see, i rarely post

henrypie · « **Reply #2 on:** March 31, 2006, 05:20:10 pm »

haiku, clerihews,
limericks and alphabets;
how 'bout some sonnets?

twistedude · « **Reply #3 on:** April 12, 2006, 06:18:56 pm »

BetterMost

A huge, warm warren
with many twists and tunnels--
leading everywhere!

Lynne · « **Reply #4 on:** April 12, 2006, 06:45:19 pm »

I think this is a fine place for haiku...go wild!

Kea · « **Reply #5 on:** April 12, 2006, 10:59:39 pm »

Hi Julie

yesssss!!!! lets read some of your poetry.....am trying to get brave enough to post some of mine in the open too...instead in hidden spots on the forum..

lol

I will read anything you send in....promise..

hugs
Kea

twistedude · « **Reply #6 on:** April 13, 2006, 12:08:14 am »

a goddamned bitch
of an unsatisfactory
situation, yet.

twistedude · « **Reply #7 on:** April 13, 2006, 02:56:34 am »

Old ones:

ageless auto crank
atop a cooking fire--an
old thing; older use

he beats his lover's
shirt with a stick, an Asain
girl, the dawn of time

all that joy is for
making babies, you know--popes
tell us all about it

sleeping sheep after
snowfall, --white lumpy blanket
covering cropped grass

_____________________________________
tangentially related

you are too kind, my
old, old friend, and you have such
a beautiful mouth

Speaking in this code
I've not broken--already
I've made a mistake

__________________________________________

I loved you, just as
my daughter loves--but somehow
I didn't see it.

_____________________________________________-
Brand new:
Guess Annie Proulx wants
me to save my tears for the
living and the dead

after 15 years
of dry eyes--I cry a lot
for reality

CLICK TO ENLARGE:

twistedude · « **Reply #8 on:** April 15, 2006, 12:38:28 pm »

Come on guys---haikus! Mine were FAR from ther best...

twistedude · « **Reply #9 on:** April 15, 2006, 06:02:14 pm »

more "tangentials"

my colleague stretches
her hands over her head--her
brests flat as a boy's

Iwould like to run
my hands across her chest--
what a new strange thing!!

moremojo · « **Reply #10 on:** April 19, 2006, 09:00:25 pm »

Bracing wind, tent flap
Sheltering two boys inside
Finding each other.

Scott

moremojo · « **Reply #11 on:** April 27, 2006, 06:55:33 pm »

Mouth gaping, blood red
Staining desert sage gully
Love's terrible price.

twistedude · « **Reply #12 on:** April 28, 2006, 12:06:36 am »

You said it...

mmmm. pretty girl...(this was right after I got the idea for "Good Old Boy")

moremojo · « **Reply #13 on:** May 01, 2006, 07:06:46 pm »

Shirts entwined, repose
Hidden in trailer corner
Gathering dust, love.

moremojo · « **Reply #14 on:** May 01, 2006, 08:12:01 pm »

Lightning Flat prairie
Scorched grass sighing in the wind
Weeds will hold my love.

And sleeping, the boys
Gather warmth from their bodies
Clasping chilled fingers.

twistedude · « **Reply #15 on:** May 02, 2006, 12:26:45 am »

I write a story--
ugliness pours from me like
pus from a wound..why?

I had to find some
hideous thing in this great
field of beauty, dreams.

twistedude · « **Reply #16 on:** May 04, 2006, 12:37:21 am »

I write a sexless
story-- I'll start the next
with an orgasm

all these paper folk
who have become celluloid--
I love them so much

twistedude · « **Reply #17 on:** May 06, 2006, 08:47:14 pm »

Jack, Ennis, frozen
in an Ang Lee ice storm-- we
sweat the sun of hate

"I'm neautral toward fags;
don't want to see your pictures
teach it to my kid."

moremojo · « **Reply #18 on:** May 12, 2006, 09:48:45 pm »

Mountain postcard, slid
In place by love-trembling hands
Lost green days of youth.

twistedude · « **Reply #19 on:** May 12, 2006, 10:09:50 pm »

Recent discoveries:

The truck pulls out--she
lifts her hand from baby's head,
and waves to no one

You breathe as quickly
as I, , yet you hide your mouth--
I want to kiss you.

and do not think, when
you take you hand back, that I
will let it go.

twistedude · « **Reply #20 on:** May 17, 2006, 10:35:40 am »

moremojo--what a beautiful line: "long green days of youth"

twistedude · « **Reply #21 on:** May 21, 2006, 10:07:09 pm »

Another recent discovery:

"Writing is almost
pure sex"--E.B. White. You can
say that one more time ....

Unreal people start
bossing me around, like they
owned a piece of me...

Bobby is screaming
at me, in the middle of
The Da Vinci Code.

twistedude · « **Reply #22 on:** May 22, 2006, 08:24:04 pm »

Nick: Jack and Ennis;
Jack and Ennis: Nick. the
bookends of my life.

Sometimes, I feel we
talk endlessly, cocerning
two unreal people

And sometimes, I feel
they are the only ones --we
but shadows of them

twistedude · « **Reply #23 on:** June 01, 2006, 01:54:13 pm »

Grit:

Three stories in my
head--hey! one's about me!...Well,
another time, maybe.

The alarm sounds at
8; I went to sleep at 5--
so... not a bad night

I know last night I
jacked-off, but can't remember
if I came or not.

twistedude · « **Reply #24 on:** June 16, 2006, 10:36:39 pm »

Samwise

Since you wouldn't let
me carry It, I carried
you, It, together

So I too will go
to the Gray Havens, where we'll
surely meet again.

The Lord of the Rings, the Return of the King--appendix. Don't think the movie went that far (there are long. long, long movies, and then there are long, long, long, long movies...) but Sam Gamgee, after returning home to Hobbiton, marries his sweetheart, has many children, grandchildren and greatgrandchildren, and is elected Mayor or Hobbiton many, many tims, but finally follows Frodo, Gandalf and the Elves to the Gray Havens, as "the last of the ring bearers."

starboardlight · « **Reply #25 on:** June 23, 2006, 01:35:01 pm »

Quote from: julie01 on June 16, 2006, 10:36:39 pm

Samwise

Since you wouldn't let
me carry It, I carried
you, It, together

So I too will go
to the Gray Havens, where we'll
surely meet again.

The Lord of the Rings, the Return of the King--appendix. Don't think the movie went that far (there are long. long, long movies, and then there are long, long, long, long movies...) but Sam Gamgee, after returning home to Hobbiton, marries his sweetheart, has many children, grandchildren and greatgrandchildren, and is elected Mayor or Hobbiton many, many tims, but finally follows Frodo, Gandalf and the Elves to the Gray Havens, as "the last of the ring bearers."

he he. Julie, I really enjoyed your LoTR Haikus. I also loved reading a love between Frodo and Sam.

twistedude · « **Reply #26 on:** June 23, 2006, 09:21:25 pm »

It's all right there in the appendix of the book, aboiut the later expoloits of Samwise. As for Sam loving Frodo--God, was there ever a human being moire devoted to another--excuse me, I mean a Hobbit? When someone did a BBM Spoof called "Mount Doom," my main objection was that most of the scenes are right out of LOTR--they're forever flinging their arms around each other. And of course Sam does carry frodo, carrying the Ring, because Frodo wan't let him touch the ring itself..I'm just saying, i didn't make any of it up!

twistedude · « **Reply #27 on:** June 25, 2006, 05:12:01 pm »

haiku for leslie's first and third drabble:

What bad times were there?
every time we fuckin' said
goodbye, those were them. .

_______________________________________________________________________
a can of pea soup
a can of tomato soup
and a can of crab

We have done those things
we ought not to have done, and
there's no health in us.

MaineWriter · « **Reply #28 on:** June 25, 2006, 06:28:37 pm »

Thank you, Julie. No one has ever written haiku for me before.

L

twistedude · « **Reply #29 on:** June 26, 2006, 09:27:57 pm »

Just thinkin' out loud...

you Prince among Men,
you sonofabitch
find someone to love

before you''re old, like
me, with memories of the
long green days of youth.
.

(last line stolen from moremojo--imitation is the sincerest form of flattery)

twistedude · « **Reply #30 on:** July 07, 2006, 07:51:54 pm »

Nobody ever talks about...

whaddaya think of
the coyote totem Ennis
made of your brother?

Creating haiku

You screw yourself with
one hand, and count syllables
with the other one.

twistedude · « **Reply #31 on:** July 21, 2006, 06:25:00 pm »

Way the hell out in the middle of nowhere..

Kirk/Spock

"Captain," (hesitant)
. " What is it now, Spock?" Kirk said.
"I think I'm supposed

to kiss you now" Spock
said, straight-faced. "Spock: are you out
\ of your Vulcan mind?"

As (probably most of) you know, the origin of the word "slash" was the symboi /, placed between two names, signifying that the following story would concern itself with the erotic adventures of the two people named in the pairing (fanfiction will not accept the slash mark; Live Journal asks for, but does not insist on it).
As (probably most of) you know, the original pairing, cranked out on mimeograph machines throughout the late '60s ( 1967-1969--on)
was Kirk/Spock, of the original :"Star Trek" series.

I remember all those Star Trek conventions I never went to, because who reaslly wants to get dressed up- like Lieutenant Uhura? I just learned the casts and plot summeries...oh well.. wonder if they were any good?

moremojo · « **Reply #32 on:** July 28, 2006, 04:25:39 pm »

I left you, pulling
Weight, waiting for the sunset--
Love's cooling breezes

twistedude · « **Reply #33 on:** July 30, 2006, 10:00:36 pm »

Needed Things

Everyone should have
a Jake--no, no, two, in case
one should get broken.

Julie Vognar and Sid Melucci

moremojo · « **Reply #34 on:** August 02, 2006, 07:09:11 pm »

The mountainside heaves
Heavy in afternoon sun
The boys have gone home.

twistedude · « **Reply #35 on:** August 06, 2006, 06:03:08 pm »

Moremojo: I'll take your silence as a yes, and get rid of some of the miore offensive ones. Uncle Wiggly in Connecticut: "Hell, if you're not gonna be a nun, you might as well laugh once in a while." Didn't see any I wanted to take away. Hope your boys aren't gone permanently.

fanfiction

people beget, and
kisses beget, too; and tales
go on forever.

The real boys, probably

They loved the laughter,
fights, talks, working together--
but not... making love

moremojo · « **Reply #36 on:** August 07, 2006, 10:35:57 am »

Quote from: twistedude on August 06, 2006, 06:03:08 pm

Moremojo: I'll take your silence as a yes, and get rid of some of the miore offensive ones.

Hey, Julie:

No offense on my part whatsoever. My silence was due to the fact that I was not online over the weekend, and didn't see your message until this morning. Please keep all your haiku in place, unless there are any that displease you yourself for some reason--all of us checking on this thread appreciate them.

Scott

twistedude · « **Reply #37 on:** August 07, 2006, 12:18:23 pm »

"deleting selected"

writes like an angel
bites like a wolf---can't, it's the
one thing I have left

my favorite fruit

the first time I had
venison, I said, "I must
have a wolf father."

twistedude · « **Reply #38 on:** August 10, 2006, 07:11:21 pm »

What color are his eyes?

Wore brown contacts in
"Donnie Darko," (nice Jewish
boy) must not outshine

Paltrow's in "Proof," blue in
"The Good Girl," blue in "Brokeback,"
(called "cobalt," "sky blue,"

"to drown in"--and points
west---) but in "Jarhead," although
usually blue

frequently reflect
desert sand, torchlight, oil, oil
fires, men, the night sky.

So...what color are
his eyes? They seem to reflect
the world around him.

twistedude · « **Reply #39 on:** August 10, 2006, 11:19:48 pm »

Last communication

song titles? girl, I'd
send you Jack, Ennis, Ang Lee
I'd send you the moon.

twistedude · « **Reply #40 on:** August 13, 2006, 02:40:36 am »

The main guy on a baseball

Where King Kelly signed,
where Cap Anson signed, where Hoss
Radbourne, Hoy, once signed

Where Honus Wagner signed,
where Christy Mathewson, Babe
Ruth, Lou Gehrig signed

Where Ted Williasms signed,
and Koufax,Jackie and Mays--
that's called the Sweet Spot.

Belgianboy, LiveJournal, "Initiation"--coincidence discovered yesterday:

"Ennis is not used to relaxing this muscle. It’s not there to be relaxed, he thinks. At least not for something going in.

'Ya gotta relax back there so we can find that sweet spot, huh?'"

Where Monte Sheldon has painted Hoss Radbourn's name is ALWAYS called the "sweet spot,"--the narrow strip across from the stamped manufacturer's mark on any baseball--unlike the anatomical feature, the prostate, that goes by many names, including "the sweet spot."

twistedude · « **Reply #41 on:** August 14, 2006, 01:24:00 pm »

Each to his own Jack

Jack up his kindness,
Maybe his I.Q.,
his orneriness,

sophistication,
his sweetness, his beauty, but
one thing stays the same:

give or take a bit,
he's usually a pretty
damn horny bastard

Julie Vognar and Sid Melucci

moremojo · « **Reply #42 on:** August 14, 2006, 02:56:51 pm »

Sweet confidences
Quiet, understood in full
Friendship takes swift flight

Like eagle's feather
Brim-fastened to young man's hat
Wild blue eyes' fire

moremojo · « **Reply #43 on:** August 14, 2006, 05:02:31 pm »

Bull's balls squeezed tightly
With twine and coarse ranch-spun rope
Bucks blue boy sky high

twistedude · « **Reply #44 on:** August 14, 2006, 10:09:18 pm »

To censor others
is hard; to censor oneself
is impossible.

twistedude · « **Reply #45 on:** August 21, 2006, 04:14:50 am »

After reading "The Silence"

We feel joy for those
wo never lived or loved; mourn
those who never died.

Yet we can feel joy
for those who really love; mourn
those who truly died.

moremojo · « **Reply #46 on:** August 22, 2006, 08:26:38 pm »

Loneliness marks time
Verdant mountainside limns space
When, where is peace found?

twistedude · « **Reply #47 on:** August 24, 2006, 06:26:11 pm »

revelations: 1:1

Whole goddam movie
hinges on a nosebleed, and
I never noticed...

moremojo · « **Reply #48 on:** August 24, 2006, 06:47:19 pm »

Cowboy hat music
Helps get me through the long day
Even if not heard.

Acknowledgement to nakymaton's little boy, who came up with the charming phrase used as my first line to describe the BBM soundtrack.

twistedude · « **Reply #49 on:** August 24, 2006, 11:29:05 pm »

"cowboy hat music" is nice. One of the suggested buttons for the Chicago Slash Bash sponsored by DaveCuillen is:

love wore a black hat.

moremojo · « **Reply #50 on:** August 25, 2006, 07:17:32 pm »

The girls and the son
Innocent, unwitting seed
Spilled far from true love.

moremojo · « **Reply #51 on:** August 30, 2006, 09:34:56 pm »

Cowboy's tired feet
Bearing weary body up
Till dusk falls, gently.

moremojo · « **Reply #52 on:** August 31, 2006, 05:24:36 pm »

Death parts ways, brings light
To the hearts of absent friends
Remembering Truth

twistedude · « **Reply #53 on:** August 31, 2006, 11:47:26 pm »

Asian Art Museum,
an old shoe; an afternoon
with Shuggy: magic!

moremojo · « **Reply #54 on:** September 01, 2006, 09:32:57 am »

Shuggy from NZ
Made it to San Francisco
To meet online friends?

twistedude · « **Reply #55 on:** September 01, 2006, 11:36:43 am »

Aye, that he did, friend!
back to NZ and his man
beginning of week...

LauraGigs · « **Reply #56 on:** September 05, 2006, 12:09:56 pm »

Quote

Death parts ways, brings light
To the hearts of absent friends
Remembering Truth

WOW, Moremojo!

twistedude · « **Reply #57 on:** September 05, 2006, 09:41:42 pm »

Ennis with Jack

Sunflower, golden
petels opening to the
warmth of a first spring.

Jack with Ennis

"O thou weed, that smellst
so sweet, the senses ache at
thee," wild columbine.

(quote from Othello; wild columbine also is called honeysuckle.)

twistedude · « **Reply #58 on:** September 12, 2006, 11:59:42 am »

(someone said Jack and Ennis would find the previous two haikuis "somewhat puzzling." I didn';t WRITE therm for Jack and Ennis! I wrotre them for you guys....if everything we writte has to be understood by Jack and Ennis, what the hell are they going to make of John Donne, Pablo Naruda and Tobias Hume? Blank verse? Sonnets? Jeez...is everyone laughing at me?)

moremojo · « **Reply #59 on:** September 12, 2006, 12:25:04 pm »

Sonnets sing structure
Blank verse rides the open range
Haiku seek shelter

twistedude · « **Reply #60 on:** September 12, 2006, 05:07:56 pm »

... 18 th century
couplets tie neat little bows
for us to laugh at.

twistedude · « **Reply #61 on:** September 13, 2006, 04:13:55 am »

to get told you can't
write after 34 tough
syllables is hard

moremojo · « **Reply #62 on:** September 15, 2006, 06:05:53 pm »

Swift fist across face
Gets the point across, and yet--
Wishing for softness.

jessiwrite · « **Reply #63 on:** September 16, 2006, 03:30:17 pm »

Asleep in a tent
Rain, hail, snow, end o' the world,
Don't care snuggled close.

jessiwrite · « **Reply #64 on:** September 16, 2006, 03:41:39 pm »

Cowboys ride easy,
Till night falls, fire glows, friends love
All's right with the world.

moremojo · « **Reply #65 on:** September 18, 2006, 10:40:53 am »

Seeing new rider
Traipsing around haiku fields
Makes me happy, warm.

Welcome, jessiwrite, to our haiku thread!

jessiwrite · « **Reply #66 on:** September 18, 2006, 11:37:04 am »

What a cool welcome.
Saddle them Brokeback words up.
Ride sweet fields of love.

jessi

twistedude · « **Reply #67 on:** September 18, 2006, 11:20:50 pm »

Welcome! It's always
good to have variety
in the witches' brew!

jessiwrite · « **Reply #68 on:** September 19, 2006, 01:07:24 pm »

Sweet taste in spring grass.
Never be nothin as good,
'Cept sweet touch in snow.

jessi

moremojo · « **Reply #69 on:** September 19, 2006, 09:46:55 pm »

Entering old tent
Seeking rest, pulling off boots
Hot bouquet of feet

jessiwrite · « **Reply #70 on:** September 21, 2006, 01:30:50 pm »

He couldn't forget
till found he could, defined sad,
Damned, cried, breathed regret.

jessi

jessiwrite · « **Reply #71 on:** September 21, 2006, 10:56:02 pm »

S'right, won't matter
Don't have to call it nothn.
Ain't foolin your heart.

moremojo · « **Reply #72 on:** October 03, 2006, 05:19:43 pm »

Tired, aching joints
Reminders of worker's due
Payment in stillness

twistedude · « **Reply #73 on:** November 05, 2006, 11:57:24 pm »

Eyes
Blue eyes reflect; brown
give out warmth. Black eyes absorb
all--how much it hurts!

Advantage

When you jack-off, no
one iknows your fantasies.
Who needs to know!

Man,. woman, beast,
angel, devil--=and you can dress
the same tomorrow!

twistedude · « **Reply #74 on:** November 20, 2006, 11:42:50 pm »

very early Fellini

Didja ever walk
a rail, arms out, so as not
to lose your balance?

moremojo · « **Reply #75 on:** November 27, 2006, 08:54:19 pm »

That fella love you?
Damn straight; soft hand and swift knee
Kindled heart's blue flame.

moremojo · « **Reply #76 on:** December 11, 2006, 04:23:44 pm »

Memory's gray shade
Dims the brightness of life lived
Renders present void.

moremojo · « **Reply #77 on:** January 24, 2007, 11:31:56 am »

Fly on greasy spoon
Heedless from sudden riches
Of swaying tent flap.

moremojo · « **Reply #78 on:** February 11, 2007, 05:20:45 pm »

Now one year later
Treading paths unfamiliar
Seeking the true self.

moremojo · « **Reply #79 on:** March 13, 2007, 03:56:27 pm »

Ennui loosens fear
Of uncertain choices, change;
Life forges ahead.

moremojo · « **Reply #80 on:** May 21, 2007, 11:45:29 am »

Crossing plains, hoping
To make peace with big sky, space;
Thereby meeting friends.

moremojo · « **Reply #81 on:** June 04, 2007, 04:55:51 pm »

quiet, facing west
alone, sun-streaked horizon--
faded memories

Rayn · « **Reply #82 on:** June 18, 2007, 07:00:18 pm »

One Mountain, Two Men in Haiku

High peaks surrounding
Snowmelt fed deep mountain lake
A pure Heart-- Ennis

Truck on open road
Red lining to Wyoming
One sky-wide Hope-- Jack

RR

moremojo · « **Reply #83 on:** August 06, 2007, 05:42:31 pm »

Recklessly, hotly,
Chasing my scared, tattered heart--
You burned me with love

moremojo · « **Reply #84 on:** August 18, 2007, 12:48:31 pm »

Lost brown-eyed dogie
Searching, scrounging for comfort
On the wind-swept plain.

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