Today's poet

[Hes]

A twist in my first Haiku:

I enjoy twisted haiku and also alliteration...

Check out this by Shakespeare as inerpreted by Nitin Sawhney

http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xVa32kbICiA

[Hes]

Ok can't do links....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xVa32kbICiA

[XRunner]

ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
he, he, he, he, he, he, he
ha hundred and one?

I used this website to analyse your haiku.

Sentence Count 1
Word Count 16
Syllable Count 10
Character Count (alphanumeric) 39

Mean words per sentence 16
Mean syllables per sentence 10.00
Mean characters per sentence 16.00

Mean syllables per word 0.63
Mean characters per word 2.44

[Harry H Howgill]

0.63 syllables per word?

I was aiming for at least 1

I used this website to analyse your haiku.

Sentence Count 1
Word Count 16
Syllable Count 10
Character Count (alphanumeric) 39

Mean words per sentence 16
Mean syllables per sentence 10.00
Mean characters per sentence 16.00

Mean syllables per word 0.63
Mean characters per word 2.44

[Old Whippet]

Ok can't do links....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xVa32kbICiA

thanks for that. Unlike anything else. I saw the boy Sawney a couple of times a few years ago - puts on a great show, full of variety and treats. Didn't know he dabbled with the bard though.
Bed now for this old hound.
Night night

[Harry H Howgill]

I enjoy twisted haiku and also alliteration...

Check out this by Shakespeare as inerpreted by Nitin Sawhney

http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xVa32kbICiA

Now that is nice and relaxing. ahhhhhhhhhhhh..........

[XRunner]

HIS RUNNING MY RUNNING


Mid-autumn late autumn
At dayfall in leaf-fall
A runner comes running.

How easy his striding
How light his footfall
His bare legs gleaming.

Alone he emerges
Emerges and passes
Alone, sufficient.

When Autumn was early
Two runners came running
Striding together

Shoulder to shoulder
Pacing each other
A perfect pairing.

Out of leaves falling
Over leaves fallen
A runner comes running

Aware of no watcher
His loneness my loneness
His running my running.

(Robert Francis)

[Hes]

HIS RUNNING MY RUNNING


Mid-autumn late autumn
At dayfall in leaf-fall
A runner comes running.

How easy his striding
How light his footfall
His bare legs gleaming.

Alone he emerges
Emerges and passes
Alone, sufficient.

When Autumn was early
Two runners came running
Striding together

Shoulder to shoulder
Pacing each other
A perfect pairing.

Out of leaves falling
Over leaves fallen
A runner comes running

Aware of no watcher
His loneness my loneness
His running my running.

(Robert Francis)

That is perfect. Is this you XRunner? Maybe I should google this before I look stupid...hey that's never stopped me before...here I go pressing 'submit reply'.

[Hes]

ha ha ha....I googled...oh well, hopefully you've all gone to bed and will miss my last post.

[Derby Tup]

biting China wind
cuts through thickest Western cloth
warm bedding a must