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Brokeback Mountain: Our Community's Common Bond => Brokeback Mountain Fan Fiction & Poetry => Topic started by: Ellemeno on March 31, 2006, 05:32:30 am
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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)
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lurkers can be seen
i have will power, i do
see, i rarely post
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haiku, clerihews,
limericks and alphabets;
how 'bout some sonnets?
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BetterMost
A huge, warm warren
with many twists and tunnels--
leading everywhere!
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I think this is a fine place for haiku...go wild! 8)
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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
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a goddamned bitch
of an unsatisfactory
situation, yet.
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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
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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
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I loved you, just as
my daughter loves--but somehow
I didn't see it.
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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:
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Come on guys---haikus! Mine were FAR from ther best...
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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!!
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Bracing wind, tent flap
Sheltering two boys inside
Finding each other.
Scott
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Mouth gaping, blood red
Staining desert sage gully
Love's terrible price.
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You said it...
mmmm. pretty girl...(this was right after I got the idea for "Good Old Boy")
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Shirts entwined, repose
Hidden in trailer corner
Gathering dust, love.
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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.
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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.
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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
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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."
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Mountain postcard, slid
In place by love-trembling hands
Lost green days of youth.
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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.
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moremojo--what a beautiful line: "long green days of youth"
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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.
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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
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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.
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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."
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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.
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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!
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haiku for leslie's first and third drabble:
What bad times were there?
every time we fuckin' said
goodbye, those were them. .
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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.
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Thank you, Julie. No one has ever written haiku for me before. :)
L
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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.
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(last line stolen from moremojo--imitation is the sincerest form of flattery)
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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.
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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?
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I left you, pulling
Weight, waiting for the sunset--
Love's cooling breezes
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Needed Things
Everyone should have
a Jake--no, no, two, in case
one should get broken.
Julie Vognar and Sid Melucci
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The mountainside heaves
Heavy in afternoon sun
The boys have gone home.
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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
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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
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"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."
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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.
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Last communication
song titles? girl, I'd
send you Jack, Ennis, Ang Lee
I'd send you the moon.
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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."
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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
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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
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Bull's balls squeezed tightly
With twine and coarse ranch-spun rope
Bucks blue boy sky high
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To censor others
is hard; to censor oneself
is impossible.
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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.
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Loneliness marks time
Verdant mountainside limns space
When, where is peace found?
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revelations: 1:1
Whole goddam movie
hinges on a nosebleed, and
I never noticed...
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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.
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"cowboy hat music" is nice. One of the suggested buttons for the Chicago Slash Bash sponsored by DaveCuillen is:
love wore a black hat.
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The girls and the son
Innocent, unwitting seed
Spilled far from true love.
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Cowboy's tired feet
Bearing weary body up
Till dusk falls, gently.
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Death parts ways, brings light
To the hearts of absent friends
Remembering Truth
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Asian Art Museum,
an old shoe; an afternoon
with Shuggy: magic!
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Shuggy from NZ
Made it to San Francisco
To meet online friends?
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Aye, that he did, friend!
back to NZ and his man
beginning of week...
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Death parts ways, brings light
To the hearts of absent friends
Remembering Truth
WOW, Moremojo!
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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.)
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(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?)
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Sonnets sing structure
Blank verse rides the open range
Haiku seek shelter
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... 18 th century
couplets tie neat little bows
for us to laugh at.
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to get told you can't
write after 34 tough
syllables is hard
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Swift fist across face
Gets the point across, and yet--
Wishing for softness.
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Asleep in a tent
Rain, hail, snow, end o' the world,
Don't care snuggled close.
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Cowboys ride easy,
Till night falls, fire glows, friends love
All's right with the world.
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Seeing new rider
Traipsing around haiku fields
Makes me happy, warm.
Welcome, jessiwrite, to our haiku thread!
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What a cool welcome.
Saddle them Brokeback words up.
Ride sweet fields of love.
jessi
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Welcome! It's always
good to have variety
in the witches' brew!
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Sweet taste in spring grass.
Never be nothin as good,
'Cept sweet touch in snow.
jessi
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Entering old tent
Seeking rest, pulling off boots
Hot bouquet of feet
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He couldn't forget
till found he could, defined sad,
Damned, cried, breathed regret.
jessi
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S'right, won't matter
Don't have to call it nothn.
Ain't foolin your heart.
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Tired, aching joints
Reminders of worker's due
Payment in stillness
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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!
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very early Fellini
Didja ever walk
a rail, arms out, so as not
to lose your balance?
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That fella love you?
Damn straight; soft hand and swift knee
Kindled heart's blue flame.
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Memory's gray shade
Dims the brightness of life lived
Renders present void.
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Fly on greasy spoon
Heedless from sudden riches
Of swaying tent flap.
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Now one year later
Treading paths unfamiliar
Seeking the true self.
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Ennui loosens fear
Of uncertain choices, change;
Life forges ahead.
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Crossing plains, hoping
To make peace with big sky, space;
Thereby meeting friends.
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quiet, facing west
alone, sun-streaked horizon--
faded memories
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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
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Recklessly, hotly,
Chasing my scared, tattered heart--
You burned me with love
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Lost brown-eyed dogie
Searching, scrounging for comfort
On the wind-swept plain.