Red dragon appears Bringing future, bringing change Swirling

>>34763282
>tfw used to be able to come up with haikus and poems easily
>can't anymore, have to actually think a bit to do so

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>>34763282
Late night
Thread opens
Op Is still a faggot.

>>34763282
Hey OP, what did the red dragon symbolise? I like it.

Post your poems on the internet,
watch and feel every fret
as you get no praise,
no raise in your spirits,
nothing for your pointless bet.
Anon will never know,
will never be near you,
naked by the piano,
enjoying the view
of this fucked life.

>2017
>Writing haikus on 4chan
I shiggy diggy

>>34763468
The dragon is the swirling autumn leaves.

Cement
Concrete
Cold
So long to all I took from the old

>>34763361
A withering mind
Tired, it falls to the ground
New life springs from it

>>34763282
I really like the break between your second and third lines! And I also really enjoyed your use of seasonal words to evoke a feeling.

Just a reminder the 5-7-5 thing is a myth.
Focus on expressing a moment/feeling/thought. The form is secondary.

>>34763282
Something natural
Then a symbolic action
A resolution

going to start dumping some of my poems lads
hope you like them
and if you don't go fuck yourselves in the cunt

ding, dong
a clock's song
dong, ding
pendulum's swing
tick, tack
the past is black
tack, tick
time flies quick

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Can we turn this into a ukiyo-e thread too?

endless light blue painted skies
summer green flooding my eyes
gardens with vibrant flowers
each brighter than the other
this beautiful sight stretching
to the horizon, fetching:
nature is such a blessing
for it allows me to see
you young bird, flying in free
and as writing alone won't do,
let us dance to this waltz too

wet is the air
how will rain fare?
as grey clouds fly
puddles form by

falling are drops
as july flops
watering trees
with calm and ease

in cool monsoon
bird brings attune
shining far hotter
than restless water

Wooden house in the mountains
Symphony plays a calm tone
Burning logs to heat the bone
Bath in warm water fountains
This sweet comfort in the heart
You are it, life's own work of art
May our time stop, and not again start

>>34763282
A weeping willow
Maybe a big jellyfish
To early to tell

Selecting street signs
Second nature to me now
Only when online

Bathing nature in warm light is the sun
Bees make pollen become a wind blown screen
Travelling, many meadows have I seen
Some petals are of yellow, some of green
But of all these flowers you are the one

bear hears a bird's chirp
moon lit road of destiny
souls faithed to meet

Same day, different room
arrived late, gone too soon

Bird of time, bird of time.
How far is she to fly?
Come now love, do not weep.
We all must live and die.
On the road of destiny
there is shadow and there's light.
For as the leaves fall from the tree
so our days will pass us by.

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I think Koitsu is my favorite artist. He's so comfy.

The prickly calm of tonight's dose
A cat cries out in the distance
Soon I will sleep
Sweet antihistamine
Only to wake yet again
To a night lit by the garish sun
The cycle repeats

castle rises in the sky
making day turn into night
the fear for your heart
blinds the eye like a dart

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>>34764009
>>34763911
Please post more ukiyo-e.
I'm a newfaggot to this kind of art but I find it interesting.
David Rockefeller once said the Japanese are amazing because they can make the most accurate of paintings with the least of strokes.

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>>34764062
With pleasure my friend.

I like how relaxing it can be. Just simple, lifelike scenes. Of course that's just one type of ukiyo-e though.

Whiskers on a face
Their number undetermined
Ponder symmetry

A stick man shovels
Either cannonballs or dirt
Quite mysterious

COREALFFNIBUGS
IS LIEK A BUG DONUAT
HAHHAHAHA NO

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>>34764062

I also love how people are often depicted. In this piece, despite being small and in the distance, there is something really mesmerizing about the woman. She feels so human. What's she thinking as she's going about her life?

A big open sky
Little people in the clouds
They fall to the ground

With no future here
The bear sleeps for the winter
It wakes up nowhere

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There are prints for every season too. Good for looking at while drinking hot chocolate, snuggled under the covers.

I am a waste of flesh
I am a waste of air
There is a waste of carbon
in my hair.

But life is short,
So sweet, yet so fickle
Do you give up
Or do you get every nickel?

What is life without meaning,
And what is meaning without life?
With all it's conflict, all it's strife
All it's pleasures, and all it's joys
All it's schemes, all it's ploys.

But according to Aristotle
Happiness is the final end
So live life on full throttle
And wander through it's straights and bends.

Mr. Grey, a man
You can hug him if you want
He thinks it's okay

The rainbow lady
She puts on a lot of clothes
It is stylish

Caught up in traffic
Flee into the radio
Only more traffic

I twist and turn, full of glee
I spin and fly
In hope to never die
To always be full of such energy
To always soar
To never serve, to or for
I wish to be light and free.

The dishes are clean
A man wants to wash them all
Can't wash clean dishes

Some new, squeaky shoes
The thief creeps into the house
A dead giveaway

The staring man stares
She said, "You shouldn't do that!"
Old habits die hard

I'm getting sleepy
Tell my loved ones I love them
And all of that stuff

Death is approaching
It is secretly ashamed
Of its want for manners

She is so fluffy
How did this happen to her?
I don't think she knows

I drank some blue juice
Blue is the name of a fruit
Much like orange is

Somewhere close to home
But not exactly like it
Doubtful sanity