i can see the light at the end of the tunnel... uh... um... haiku light.

[lossfound]

So, dear haikuists, the penultimate round ends. And the winners were

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[seven_ljhi]

Far out! Finally
my writing is loved by all.
Happiness and joy!

[five_ljhi]

Joy comes in simple
forms; yet misery seems to
beg complexity.

[seven_ljhi]

Complexity is
the entanglement of life -
how threads all connect.

[five_ljhi]

Connect my heart to
one that's miles away, with the
logistics of love.

[lossfound]

(Hi there, finalists -
Please feel free to start new thread;
keeps reading easy.)

(seven_ljhi's turn; last word stated: "time")

[seven_ljhi]

Time is sequential.
Thyme is an aromatic.
Both have their uses.

[five_ljhi]

Uses my heart to
refill hers with whatever
she feels she's missing.

[seven_ljhi]

Missing you, I look
back through yellowed photographs
and get nostalgic.

[five_ljhi]

Nostalgic was the
atmosphere when I took you
through my old school yard.

[five_ljhi]

Fate takes one last glance
in the mirror before a
date with Destiny.

[seven_ljhi]

Destiny is real.
She can also be a bitch.
I need aspirin.

[five_ljhi]

Aspirin can be
the diff'rence between life, death,
a pain in the neck.