Is he a whiner
Like some of the others here?
"We hate FSM!"

They cry and they whine
"We hate the FSM crowd!"
"Wah! Wah! Wah! Wah! Waaaaah!"

Yer SCARIN' me now!
This is no longer FUNNY!
Come out NOW, Wedge Man!

No L.A. Sorry.
Love you all anyway as you
NAGGERS well know..Mom!

Wedge, where are you now?
He's back from Greece and England
A world tour with class

Yet, still he's distant
Though he started this grand post
Traditions renewed!

I miss FSM
Haiku reminds me of it
Wish we could go back

If Wedge can Email,
Then Wedge could come here as well!
This is a BIG LIE!

NP: Glory

Not in the cement
But perhaps in his novels
Wedge writes books, you know

Why he will not write
On our fine board today, though
I confess, tis strange

Even the GLORY
Is not a working method
Promised he would write

Alas, he's not here
Strange that his Haiku post should
Pertain much to him

Wedge's roadside Haiku
Seems devoted to finding Wedge
Lest he forget us.

Shall I send more mail
To our dear friend, the Great Wedge?
Send it right away?

No, think I, let's wait
Should he feign an appearance
We shall applaud him.

If he's gone longer,
However, we won't be here.
This post may die soon.

Willow's wonderful.
But there's this on theme which is
Not by James Horner.

Absence turns the hordes
Of masses, then impatient,
Now they cry for blood!

Still, the error's mine
I should have known, of course, that
Mania dies not

I, of all people
Who struck that first fated match
That lit the bonfire

Such a rapid blaze!
Gasoline could not compete --
Inferior fuel!

Like Frankenstein, I
Brought the monster horrid life
And laughed in delight!

Laughed to the dark stars
Never anticipating
Others would laugh too!

Everyone joined in!
"Cacaphony in Haiku"
Rising in hundreds!

Look there -- recipies!
Here's a joke that fits the form
Anything at all!

Then, for a long time
Silence! Harsh, bitter silence!
Cries ever dwind'ling

Depression or death?
Who can say which? No more poems
Forgotten, it seems

Then VACATION strikes!
But oh! When the cat's away
And I Europe borne

I return to find
You've been BUSY little mice
Haiku BORN ONCE MORE!

Well, now, that's just fine
Splendid, really -- GREAT, in fact
I'd call it SUPERB!

Most magnificent!
Wonderfully fantastical!
Amazingly grand!

Just thought I'd say it
In case you ever doubted
Where my heart remains

For my heart is here
With you wonderful people
Some of it, that is

For life remains hard
And cruel misfortune strikes still
My heart called elsewhere

I love haiku, but
More important things arise
Illness of loved ones

If on occasion
A distant stranger seem I
I wish 't'were not so

Then think of this: my
Spirit haunts this hallowed page
Projected verses

Mindscape illusions
Sent directly from my soul
Surpassing all text

Abstract? Oh, of course!
Nonsensical? Probably
Does it matter? No

Not your fault, I guess.
I'm sorry you had troubles.
NP: THE CHALLENGE

My CD player
Is spinning Gladiator
By Hans Z. and friends.

I must be honest:
I REALLY like this music!
I've played it a lot.

I liked the film too.
I'll see it again this week.
Will my mind be changed?

Much controversy
Surrounds this film here at our
Discussion Forum...

Many hate the film.
And hate the music as well.
I cannot agree.

One thing will not change.
It marks Oliver Reed's last
Performance on film.

That reason alone
Is quite enough for me to
Treasure this movie.

I shall miss Ollie.
I've enjoyed watching him for
Many, many years.

No one could have known
That Gladiator would be
Ollie's "Last Hurrah!"

However, IT IS.
And nothing can now change that.
His last words on film.

I'm reminded of
Another film: Soylent Green.
Have you seen this one?

It's not a great film,
But Edward G. Robinson
Died while making it.

These movies capture
The very last moments of
People who we've known!

They'll NEVER return!
We'll NEVER see them again!
They are gone for good.

But their final words,
Indeed, the final moments
Of their very lives...