Haiku?

From the bus window
The grey world sways to and fro -
Oh! How nauseous!

/i really don't know... my second haiku ever anyway... don't think i'll submit for the haiku comp in the first place... oh dear... is 'nauseous' 2 or 3 syllables? how foolish i am...

(3rd edit: man how many times have i edited this post. Just confirmed that 'nauseous' can be both 2 and 3 syllables, i take it to be 3. Also read that there must be two largely speparated parts in a haiku, so i added the originally intended dash. Apparently the japs also believe there must always be a 'season' word - a word in the haiku that indicates a season (e.g. cherry blossom, green frog, etc). I mean, like what in the world? We only have hot-summer and wet-summer here. So the word "grey" can be the latter. Or to make the 'summer' season more obvious, how about "hot" or "dry" instead? They both sound good - what do you two think?)

It would be

Wouldn't it be nice
To notice the things that others don't
To love the people that others won't?

To know they will remember you
Fondly, the observant life you led
(always kind and dear, no doubt)
Without an Afterwards to remind them?

i swear he said

harhar
he said
jolly good
--------sport

i shall
he said
put them up
----------on my wall

what a wonderful gift
he said
did you get them
he said
from the Congo?

--------------such pretty skulls

P-38 Lightning

the engine rattles
the cockpit is smeared and grimy;
like the fuselage, streaked with old glue -
and its decorations faint [/dead] and dusty

the grey guns and gears are useless,
and the undercarriage has since detached itself
from the rest, now a solitary machine
without wings with which to fly
and skewed landing gear
Yet such an invention would be worth so much -
if only it was real

sketch

He dives into the water, and the world disappears above him. Whispering sweet little nothings into his ear, she leads him forward with that elusive smile of hers. Soft fronds of long hair tease and tickle his bare skin as he watches her weave her way about through the water. He reaches out to take her hand; and with a playful twinkle in her eye, she draws him into her dance of fluid joy.

Afternoon sunlight, blue sky and ripples cascade over the tiles on the floor, singing quietly about solitude. The dancers spin and twirl to the music, playing a game of their own. Embracing her gently, he basks in the feel of her fingers running lightly across his chest. “Stay here with me,” she giggles.

Breaking away to the surface for a quick breath, he hurriedly submerges himself again. But she has disappeared. And blue water stares back in the face at him.

Look At Me Spam Again

The people
They watch slowly
As the great, grey-white cloud moves quickly
Rushing across the bright blue sky

The photographer thinks
This will be a good shot
And he waits too, eager

And the light fights its way forth
The sun clawing at the cloud's side
Its bright rays pushing and tearing
Intense and blinding
Yet the people watch, fascinated

And suddenly the cloud is past
And the world is Massive Orange
Searing and gripping them
Too intense, too blinding for eyes like theirs

So they turn away
For dusk has come

The Unknown Woods/Realm/Lands/Wadeva

The airy trees revive their show
As faerie leaves alight with glow
These wooded folk arise from snow
With hooded cloak they dance, they know

This secret cause to why they live -
The sacred flaws of men won't give:
Their hidden homes are never sought
Nor bidden gnomes entice a thought

For men pale at dark, deep woods [or: For/All men pale at darkened woods]
With pen'd tales that do no good [or: And pen'd tales do them no good]
Where mortal men fear to step
Immortal land will fear no threat

/amazing how long i could sustain a triple rhyme or whatever whatnot you call it. it seems to me that the first few lines are more steady and flow nicely, but towards the end it gets quite laborous... bah bad speeling anyway. the first two lines of the last stanza/verse/wadeva really seem like a tongue twister... i suppose its cos of the 'men pale' conflicting with 'pen'd tales' - the sound of the 'p' is switched from 2nd word to 1st...

and seems lik everyone else is too busy to post... speaking of busy... i should be sleeping now... bah. bl00dy wasting my time...