persian carpet sale
lay back against the backdrop
my peacock princess
Ian Row
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Dream lover trilogy
i.
You were beautiful
but I can’t recall your face.
Who are you, hot boy?
ii.
Your eager embrace
quite took me, and by surprise
we shared a moment.
iii.
Skin smooth as cotton,
I sleep to meet you again.
Dream lover, come back!
Chris Gill
You were beautiful
but I can’t recall your face.
Who are you, hot boy?
ii.
Your eager embrace
quite took me, and by surprise
we shared a moment.
iii.
Skin smooth as cotton,
I sleep to meet you again.
Dream lover, come back!
Chris Gill
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Korean Diner Twinset
i.
korean diner
metal chopsticks are heavy
feed me, mummy!
ii.
slippery tofu
a test of dexterity
scoop and shovel
Ian Row
korean diner
metal chopsticks are heavy
feed me, mummy!
ii.
slippery tofu
a test of dexterity
scoop and shovel
Ian Row
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Two meat lovers' haiku
i.
for salami
i extend five second rule
meat, how i love you
Ian Row
ii.
make it meat for me
dense, salty ex-animals
with built-in lip balm
Chris Gill
for salami
i extend five second rule
meat, how i love you
Ian Row
ii.
make it meat for me
dense, salty ex-animals
with built-in lip balm
Chris Gill
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Spot Haiku 19
i.
the light that startles
stripping off winter layers
alabaster skin
Cathy Dineen
ii.
Eyes clear and twinkling
notice strangers on a train
hairy legs weather
Chris Gill
iii.
Sun strikes my cold skin
Melts the ice of indifference
And new desires begin
Doug Hamilton
iv.
morning walk to work
ipod, sun, still coolish breeze
good to be alive
Jason Rostant
iv.
days kicking nighttime,
open car windows spill rap and
sidewalks show some skin
Patrick McCormick
v.
Sun melts mountains’ mantle.
From warm soil snow juice flows to
Dark bud’s white blossom.
Doug Hamilton
vi.
Newly disembarked,
the Spring air smells like honey.
There's no place like home
Chris Gill
vii.
winter withdrawal
harder to hide imperfections
when there's less to wear
Ian Row
the light that startles
stripping off winter layers
alabaster skin
Cathy Dineen
ii.
Eyes clear and twinkling
notice strangers on a train
hairy legs weather
Chris Gill
iii.
Sun strikes my cold skin
Melts the ice of indifference
And new desires begin
Doug Hamilton
iv.
morning walk to work
ipod, sun, still coolish breeze
good to be alive
Jason Rostant
iv.
days kicking nighttime,
open car windows spill rap and
sidewalks show some skin
Patrick McCormick
v.
Sun melts mountains’ mantle.
From warm soil snow juice flows to
Dark bud’s white blossom.
Doug Hamilton
vi.
Newly disembarked,
the Spring air smells like honey.
There's no place like home
Chris Gill
vii.
winter withdrawal
harder to hide imperfections
when there's less to wear
Ian Row
Monday, September 15, 2008
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Friday, September 05, 2008
The HCMC Collective 4
i.
Uncle Ho
Behind the General...
husband and lover
ii.
Power cut
World without a/c
Hell on earth
iii.
Special for you!
Sing a song of sales pitch
Same-same but different
Ian Row
Uncle Ho
Behind the General...
husband and lover
ii.
Power cut
World without a/c
Hell on earth
iii.
Special for you!
Sing a song of sales pitch
Same-same but different
Ian Row
The HCMC Collective 3
i.
You like Vietnam girl?
Ten dollar blow job, you want?
Twenty dollar boom boom
ii.
A place I've never been
Weave through Saigon on your bike
My arms beside you
Ian Row
You like Vietnam girl?
Ten dollar blow job, you want?
Twenty dollar boom boom
ii.
A place I've never been
Weave through Saigon on your bike
My arms beside you
Ian Row
The HCMC Collective 2
i.
Disabled artists
turn egg shells into a Klimt
Creative license
ii.
Cu Chi Tunnels
An underground labyrinth
Think inside the box
iii.
Cao Dai Temple
I spy with my divine eye
who I have become
Ian Row
Disabled artists
turn egg shells into a Klimt
Creative license
ii.
Cu Chi Tunnels
An underground labyrinth
Think inside the box
iii.
Cao Dai Temple
I spy with my divine eye
who I have become
Ian Row
The HCMC Collective 1
i.
Ho Chi Minh traffic
No need for green men and red lights
If you know, you flow
ii.
The War Museum
Lack of narrative compels
fresh storytelling
iii.
Thirty years later
Agent Orange courses through
the bloodstream
Ian Row
Ho Chi Minh traffic
No need for green men and red lights
If you know, you flow
ii.
The War Museum
Lack of narrative compels
fresh storytelling
iii.
Thirty years later
Agent Orange courses through
the bloodstream
Ian Row
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