Miller
61
From Crouching Lotus
Stance I jump-kick back-flip and
Bump thread back to top.
Gartog, your spelling
Is like the babblings of a
Child. Nor can you count.
Heartless Eunoia,
I have your heart, and will serve
It with fava beans.
Kaz has no kung-fu
Only breakfast cereal
Sound effects. Loser.
Totoro, dated
SNL reference is
Your fatal weakness
Not even rhyming
Haiku can save you from my
Millenial might.
Cranky, you are no
Iron Chef. At best, you are
Maybe Yan Can Cook.
Visible returns,
But too many burgers means
Big coronary.
Ura has pretty
Way with words. It is too bad
He looks like Deathclaw.
Abby ONE hot wife
Would be a big improvement.
All these wives, no sex.
Many wives equals
Way too much nagging. Oh no!
Here come wives! Hide me!
Alas my kung-fu
Does not fix squeaky door-hinge.
I must get my tools.
And so the master
Is defeated by power
Of matrimony.
Besotted with joy
I stumble upon a gem
Unparallelled light
For such is the dream
The lonely cube of ice melts
Upon silver tongues
Soothing gestures find
Willing recipients here
Where love is succor
Prehensile- A waste
On a man with no words to
Go with a big tongue 
Finer surely, to
Wait for her shining Prince Toons
To alight nearby
And defend her pure
Heart and rippling soul from all
Who might offend there.
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The glyph lay sleeping
A thousand years alone there
Awaiting the sun
A day like no other
Light struck the glyph and it stirred
The world born anew.
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An innocent gift
A flower of deepest red
awash in water
And so pure whites are
Turned to Pink, behold such glee
I wish it was me.
eunoia
63
Such sensitive verse
Proves you are one with The Way
Do learn how to scrap
My heart bleeds red tears
All over Miller’s luncheon
Wasted chianti
Miller
64
Toon’s verse makes me weep
Such beauty! Such grace! I brain
Him with a crowbar.
eunoia
65
Poor Jedi Gartog
There is disturbance in Force
Phantom Menace sucked.
Fear and Pain were Toon’s:
Useful to warn of danger
But weakness is death.
Commit seppuku
or bow to my awesome will
I’m invincible
MrV returns
his cardiovascular
system doing fine
indubitably
he will soon succumb to a
huge coronary
long-term cardiac
disease shall not be scoffed at
nor should concussions
eunoia, your code
reveals your weaknesses
you are much too bold
MrVisible
renders eunoia senseless
with a spatula
eunoia
67
My last life ebbing
I wish you all fond farewell
My blade in my guts.
Oh blast! I’m undone
Verily, it was a slice
Preview is my friend.
Tenar
68
Weary of thread,
unable to haiku, I
ram steel home
I topple over,
pour iron poor blood
on profaned ground.
Alas! My final
syllable count flawed!
I die in shame.
Tae Kwon Do Haiku
defeats mounted samurai
with high kicks, meter
Ha! At least it is
an olympic sport; kung-fu
will win no medals
Pilates haiku
creates mighty power with
perfect symmetry
Two hours of silence
indicate I am Master
Haiku genius: Me!
Naive grasshopper,
Skilled prehensile tongue actions
Speak louder than words.
Your copious verse
More than makes up for my lack
Balance is maintained.
MrVisible
distraught, looks upon all the
carnage he has wrought
His worthy foes dead
all that is left to him is
evisceration
a fight’s glory fades
his sad ancestors look on
the spatula cuts deep
Miller
73
I drop through ceiling,
Weapons ready, a battle
Cry dies on my lips.
Visibile dead by
Spatula Seppuku. I
Never get any fun.
Tenar: sarcasm
And a cool LeGuin sig will
Provide no defence.
Grasshopper no more
The student masters giraffe
As the tongue withers
Delicate words win
Out over coarse linguinals
Thine tongue doth decieve
Cooled by the breezes
From great martial arts display,
Haiku do finds wa.
The spirit of peace
Seeks to master only self.
Thus, harmony lives.
Miller
76
Elizabethan
Kung-Fu haiku? Culture clash
Makes my head explode.
I return in search
of another hearty laugh
from this haiku thread.
Miller cannot type.
English grad student needs help;
visible, not visibile.
Carnage everywhere.
Hail! Pacifist E.M.T.,
wounded need your care!
Verbose pacifist
his words and first aid not fists
will subdue his foes.
Can prehinsile tongue
provide charming chat and aid,
or just lots of tongue?
I forgot comma!
“his words and first aid, not fists”
Preview works, if used. :o
Miller
79
Forty-seven poems,
Only one lousy typo.
Cut me some slack, Acc.
This thread is a blast,
definitely an A plus!
You are forgiven.
I really regret
unkind and silly nitpick,
I apologize.