Invasion chapter 20

A few minutes later, a score of helicopters hovered above the road where a gang of the beasts were trying to catch them. They trained their machine guns, loaded with incendiary rounds, on the beasts. A muffled shout of “Fire!” from the lead helicopter and
The ground exploded in flame. They let up after thirty seconds of bombardment and looked down on the carnage. It was mostly ash, but there were two or three still writhing on the ground, slowly burning to a crisp.

Invasion chapter 19

Down below, the crew-cut man’s cell phone beeped. “What is it?” he growled impatiently. “Good God! They’ve engaged civilians? I’ll be right on it.” He turned to the blond man. “Darn it! We need a way to kill them, and fast! Will you help, or just stand there?” “I’ll help.” The blond man whispered. In a slightly louder voice he said, “Fire is one way to kill them. You need flamethrowers or incendiary rounds. Tell that to your troops before they engage the beasts.”

Minabushi, Part 2

He grew up strong, but
At the tender age of five,
His town was raided.

Korean raiders
Took everything and left
Not a thing behind.

His parents were gone.

Sleep Haiku

sleep droops my eyelids
down a tad, overcome by
tiredness, sleep takes me

Invasion chapter 19

Above their heads, the beasts were causing havoc in London. One group had run directly into a road and subsequently began tearing apart cars, trucks, and whatever was in those vehicles. Another group had broken their way into an office building and were terrorizing the occupants. The extra-large one had entered Westminster Abby, and was in the process of tearing down the great stone building. The beast’s claws shredded the stone like paper as it knocked down one pillar after another.

Invasion chapter 18

“So you’re saying these beasts are ancient humans, upon which a great and terrible curse has been placed? Rubbish!” The crew cut man snorted. “I am a high-ranking officer in Great Britain’s Army! I do not believe in fairy tails!” “As you wish.” The blond man said.

pain Haiku

Liquid pain, seeping
from above, dripping on me,
my broken body

Invasion Chapters 17 & 18

“I know exactly what they are.” A voice said. A black shadow stood in the doorframe, his face hidden by a long cloak. He stepped forward into the light, and they were able to see his face. It was the blond man with the cloak that goes from the tips of his toes to his eyes. His one visible eye roamed over all of them, stopping briefly on Mr. Davies, and continuing on to rest on the man with the crew cut. “I know exactly what they are. And if you sit down for a moment, I will tell you.”

He walked to the front of the room, then turned so he was facing the group. He said to them, “Over ten thousand years ago, a group of men thought that they could usurp the gods and rule in their place. They gathered around them a following, and then began a bloody and terrible war that lasted for ten years. They swept across the countryside of Europe, destroying all the temples they came across and burning the land they had previously traversed. They eventually came to Britain, and they began anew what they had done countless times on the mainland. They fought and burned their way to the Great Holy Temple, which stood where London stands now. They came upon it like a tidal wave, but the High Priest and his Oracles used the powers bestowed upon them by the gods to cast upon the evil army a terrible curse. They wound be confined to the earth till they were awoken, and that their bodies would shrivel, their mortality slip away and become like beasts, with only a primeval hunger to guide them. They would possess only the meager intelligence they would need to survive. Before they were transformed and sucked into the bowels of the earth, one of their leaders attempted a counter-curse. All it did was increase their strength and agility twofold."

Minabushi Part 1

A long time ago,
In a little seaside town
A young boy was born.

He had shocking black
Hair, laughing blue eyes, and a
Strong little body.

They called him Minabushi.

Random Word Haiku

it he what who when
how why she do that good god
dad is a fly ha

Invasion chapter16

“Haven’t the foggiest.” A rather flabby, pipe-smoking old biology professor said cheerfully. “Can we go home now?” “Absolutely not.” The crew cut man uttered with a sense of finality. “D’oh!”, an ancient, white-maned, stick of a man wheezed.
“I was looking forward to those ‘Monty Python’ reruns tonight!” “Ugh.” Mr. Davies sighed. Stuck in a room with a bunch of old fogies for god-knows-how-long. Not the way I had planned tonight.

Tree Haiku Part 2!!!!!

an ageing tree bends
almost double in the great
fearsome blowing wind

Tree Haiku

bright green leaves sway in
a pleasant, cooling breeze, the
rustling resounds

Invasion chapter 15

In an underground chamber, situated directly beneath the Parliament building, a group of scientists sat around a circular table, watching footage of the events progressing above them. A man in a dark blue suit with a crew cut paused and zoomed in on a picture of one of the beasts. He then turned to the aforementioned seated men, and asked, “Well? Any idea what they are yet?”

Water Haiku

The wind ruffles the
sedate water, drifting in
spiraling currents

Arctic Haiku

Cold, frigid wind sweeps
over the desolate plain,
the barren Arctic

Cherry Blossom Haiku

Cherry blossom sway,
their heavy fragrance hanging
in the scented air

Invasion chapters 12 & 13

Back at the scene of the horrible carnage, the beasts had finished their gruesome feast. They stumbled around in circles, aimlessly wandering, looking forlornly lost. Suddenly, from the ground a low growl reverberated. The beasts jumped as one, and quickly formed into four rows, with five per row.

Out of the hole in the ground appeared a head. It looked almost the same as the beasts, but it was twice the size, its eyes were red, and there were three vertical slashes over both eyes. It pulled itself completely out, and it stood three meters tall. Its body rippled with lean muscle. It towered over the other beasts, and barked twice in its guttural voice. The group standing before it split into two groups, and they dashed off, one to the right and one to the left. The great beast was left alone, and then dashed off, heading straight.

Turtle Haiku

jade turtle, of a
violently flashing green,
drifting sedately.

Mountain Haiku

Mountain forest, great
towering trees, high above
my astonished head.

Revised Invasion chapters 9 & 10 & Invasion chapter 11

The policeman slid to the stony ground, his mouth open wide with shock. The fiend’s fist had punctured three inches into the brick. It twisted its head around, yanked its hand out of the brick, and leapt at the policeman. He screamed and scrabbled at the radio hooked to his waist. It landed on the man and, with a soft hiss, began the slow, slow process of eating him alive. He managed to grab the radio and screamed into it, “HELP MEE! SOMETHINGS GOT ME! I CAN’T GET IT OFF OF ME! HELLLLlllllppppp…” the beast had bitten into his throat, and red blood now coated the ground around him.

The onlookers screamed and a few retched, the green sick spattering the ground around them. At the sound of the falling sick, the mass of the creatures surged to their right, heading for the crowd. They hissed and a fog of green mist rose and drifted over the group of humans, and they were obscured from view. From within the cloud came the sound of muffled coughing, and then the steady thump, thump, thump of falling bodies.
A middle-aged man toppled out of the cloud, this face a funny magenta color and his hands clasped around his neck. The mass of things leapt forward into the cloud and from within it came the slurping and the gnashing and tearing of teeth against flesh, and the middle-aged man’s body was dragged back into the cloud and more, louder slurping and gnashing and tearing of teeth against flesh.

Back with Mr. James Davies, the seminar he had been attending had just broken up and he was heading towards his flat in his Corvette. He switched on the radio, and sat back as American Jazz swept over him. Suddenly, a voice came over the radio. “We interrupt this program to tell you that a minor disturbance has occurred near Big Ben. We advise you to stay away from this area for your own safety.” A moment later, his cell phone rang. “Hello, this is the British Government. We need you to report to Parliament immediately. This is a matter of national security.” Mr. Davies performed a u-turn and headed in the opposite direction, aiming for the Parliament building.

Limeraiku. by me uncleo. (uncle, in case you were wondering.

"Limeraiku" is the marriage - or elopement - of haiku and limerick. From haiku take the structure 5-7-5; from limerick, take the rhyme scheme A-A-B-B-A. Now put them together, "limeraiku". As for themes, topics, etc., the inventor of limeraiku (poet and historian, Ted Pauker [1917- ]) looked to limerick for inspiration. Sarcastic, vuglar, even naughty themes, involving a person or place or thing -- or all three. One could instead turn to traditional haiku for limeraiku topics and themes.

Revised Invasion paragraph 9 & Invasion paragraph 10

The policeman slid to the stony ground, his mouth open wide with shock. The feind's fist had punctured three inches into the brick. It twisted its head around, yanked its hand out of the brick, and leapt at the policeman. It landed on the man and, with a soft hiss, began the slow, slow process of eating him alive.

The onlookers screamed and a few retched, the green sick spattering the ground around them. At the sound of the falling sick, the mass of the creatures surged to their right, heading for the crowd. They hissed and a fog of green mist rose and drifted over the group of humans, and they were obscured from view. From within the cloud came the sound of muffled coughing, and then the steady thump, thump, thump of falling bodies.
A middle-aged man toppled out of the cloud, this face a funny magenta color and his hands clasped around his neck. The mass of things leapt forward into the cloud and from within it came the slurping and the gnashing and tearing of teeth against flesh, and the middle-aged man’s body was dragged back into the cloud and more, louder slurping and gnashing and tearing or teeth against flesh.

Frog Haiku

the beast, it blinks, one
serene, red eye at a time, ah,
but 'tis a green frog

Invasion paragraph 9

The policeman slid to the floor, his mouth open wide with shock. The feind's fist had punctured three inches into the brick. It twisted its head around, yanked its hand out of the brick, and leapt at the policeman.

Invasion paragraphs 7&8

The rest of it emerged and began to stumble towards a group of tourists huddled against an iron railing. One of its fellows appeared behind him, and another, and another. Soon there was a stream poring out of the bowels of the Earth, bringing the stench of a thousand years' decay.

A policeman who was standing near to the hole saw the first one to emerge heading to the huddled group of tourists. He raised his handgun and fired at its head. It turned and saw the bullet heading towards him, and he ducked down so the bullet passed neatly above his head. He leapt up, flying ten feet into the air, coming down right in front of the man, and, with inhuman speed, struck out at him. At the last second, the policeman ducked, and the being's fist smashed into the wall behind him, cracking the brick.

Invasion paragraph 6

A few minutes later, the ground erupted, right where the cracks had stopped. Several people screamed. A gnarled hand broke through the pavement a few meters away. It was the hand of a long-dead person, all dried flesh and bone. It scrabbled around for a moment, then got a grip and began to hoist up something. First a knobby elbow, connected to the arm, then a greasy shoulder, all bone. Then came the head. It was the same size as a normal human's head, but the back of the skull extended a couple more inches than usual. What was worse was the face. It appeared greasy, a translucent film obscuring most of its face. The skin that could be seen was drawn in towards the bone. The eyes were sunken in deep, and were little more than a centimeter in diameter. They were black and beady, and no light was reflected from them. There was no nose on its hideous lump of a head.

Invasion paragraphs 4&5

He raised his hands to the heavens, and yelled in a grunting sort of scream, "Arise ye condemned! Once again walk this earth that holds you prisoner! Feast on the flesh that rejected you! Reclaim what is yours! Experience, finally, the joys that of which were forbidden to you ten thousand years ago! Bwa Ha Ha Ha Haaaaaaa!"He lowered his arms, and a sinister smile broke out on his face as a rumbling noise filled the air and spiderwebby cracks began to spread out from his feet and ran out towards the center of London. The cracks halted suddenly at the foot of Big Ben, the famous clock tower.

Deep below, in the belly of the earth, something stirred. It opened its eyes, white in the midst of darkness, twin pinpricks in the darkness. It opened its mouth and let out a sinister hiss. Green mist swirled out of its mouth and flowed through what little air remained in its dark prison. It raised one clawed hand and scratched at the earth above it. A satisfying scratch had been gouged. It began to tunnel its way up, as its fellows who surrounded him began to rise from their thousand-year sleep.

Invasion paragraphs 2&3

A man, of middling height, with a great coat that extended up to his considerable mustache and a hat that fell down to the tip of his nose strode along the edge of the overflowing Thames, unaware of another man, this one wearing a cloak that extended from the tips of his toes to his eyes. His elbow-length hair was tied up into a ponytail and tucked into his shirt, with a couple of strands fell into his face, obscuring one eye in a mysterious fashion. The other eye was a vivid blue, with a spark of red in the center of his pupils. The first man stopped at a small mound of garbage, twisted around, shed his cloak, and howled a bone-chilling howl. The second man stiffened, his visible eye growing wide with shock.

The first man's body was a biologist's nightmare. His two right arms were blue-furred, with claws and inch long extending from its fingers. His face was a network of scars. The left side was human, but barely, being more bestial than anything else. The right side was a metal mask, with no distinguishing features, just a half-moon of metal. His three left arms were mechanical, with wires dangling from every socket, and it was sparking violently, foot-wide purple globes jumping from exposed wires. His torso was that of a goat's with a four-foot long lizard's tail extending from his shaggy grey rear.

Invasion

The day was entirely normal. The sky was overcast, there was a steady drizzle beating a tattoo against the roof, and Mr. James Davies, biologist and man of science, was utterly bored. He had been sitting in a stark white conference hall for the past five hours, listening to some old quack drone on about the nature of the primate's brain. How it was oddly shaped, and how it must have been tampered by aliens at one point or another. It was quite tedious for Mr. Davies because he accepted no nonsense, witch you got quite a lot of in the field of biology. Such fantasy tales like reanimating the dead, cloning dinosaurs, and the like. He stared out at the River Thames, swelling its borders as the rain poured down. He turned away from the river, unaware that there was a terrible force lurking under London, and another force of great measure was going to stir its mind, and boggle the minds of scientists for the next century.

Bwa Ha Haaaa

Bwa ha haaa! Your Pegasus is no match for my Super Ultimate Robot Ninja Majic Monkey-o-bot 2000! It will destroy you with its Super-Ultimate-Robot-Ninja-Majic-Monkey-o-bot-2000-Death-Ray-Super-Ultimate-Energy-Blast 3000!