Tanka and Haiku Sequence The street lamp was our only star, its splattered light the sole barrier between our frissons and that heavy night of back alleys. * Down where the subway should have been, silence trickled on unseen rail tracks.
A Butterfly Postcard
Butterfly Haiku Moving the whole sky with their uncharted hungers: first spring butterflies. * Stained glass come alive turns fields into cathedrals, chasing rain away. * Where my thoughts begin I know not. A butterfly kingdom has risen. And tomorrow, for NaPoWriMo!
A Postcard for All Things That Come in Threes
One for each dreamer. 🙂 "Eyes Shut" Haiku Lost in her slumber, she awaits no reckless prince to show her the way. * She cares not to look outside her frame in the tale, where the moral lies. * Her gaze falls beyond "happily ever after" - have you lost the thread?
Haikus…Again.
Don't judge on me, OK? It appears that when I'm tired and on the run, short forms work best for me. (Of course they would!) (DAY 20) Traveller's Haikus Moonlight, refracted off the right wing of the plane; just us, in silence. *** The screech of the rails caught and mimicked by the wind - …
Some Haikus
Today has been what I think of as a typical spring day, wavering between cloudy and rainy, and sunny and pleasant. Felt like the perfect setting to write a haiku, so I wrote... several. Five, to be precise. They're not connected by anything except the general theme - Â spring - but it kind of makes …
Haiku/ Day 12
Today, I decided to just settle for a haiku. Haiku is another one of my favourite forms of poetry - deceivingly short and uncomplicated, it is actually never easy to write. Sure, it's not difficult to come up with a bunch of trite 5-7-5 syllable lines, but to somehow fit a whole lyrical world into …
Short Journeys to Heaven (in Poetic Form)
Going back to my love for condensed poetry form once again, I have decided to write a sequence of lunes today. A lune is an adaptation of the haiku to the English language, and I have tried my hand at both versions of the form, the Robert Kelly (5-3-5) and the Jack Collom (3-5-3). And …
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More of the same…
Apologies for just hurriedly dropping poems in here; I've been mostly on the run lately. But oh well, I guess this rather rushed approach does give poetry the pleasing flavour of an illicit affair. I'll admit I've been very lazy today though, so here's another haiku for your perusal: Rough Patterns on the wind Polished …
Poetry on the Run
Halfway through NaPoWriMo. I'm not being lazy, I assure you, I just felt like writing a haiku today. Tea House soft rain of petals - the city is a tea house for fighting spirits.
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