It may sound like the sound you make when you sneeze but (for those who don't know) a Haiku is actually a form of Japanese poetry.
Its very short (made up of only three lines) and intended to capture the bloom of the present moment.
Here's a few of mine:
A big moon,
Playing hide and seek,
Behind a tree.
A coat rack,
Two coat hang,
As if holding each other.
On the phone,
As I dial,
I hear music.
A watch,
Time passing,
As I watch.
Broken glass,
Looks like ice,
In mid summer.
A willow tree,
Like a waterfall,
Frozen in freefall.
Have a go! (its fun…sort of)
Early spring evening
in the darkness, far from home
an old straying dog
sorry about any flaws in the text...english is not my first language...
@ quickduck
The poems 2, 3 and 4 do not involve any nature matter, and all of them yield less than 17 syllables, so technically they are no haikus. In terms of syllables, a haiku must be composed 5-7-5. Presumably, the syllable rule applies to japanese haikus only.
I like them anyways.
I suck at haiku
Poetry is not my thing
I'm going outside
Early spring evening
in the darkness, far from home
an old straying dog
sorry about any flaws in the text...english is not my first language...
Can't find any flaws in your Haiku, hk8. I've posted one in this forum a couple of months or so ago.
Your poems feels like one poem, quickduck!
Tomas
"flame grows,
shadows bend,
true nature revealed..."
"flame grows,
shadows bend,
true nature revealed..."
its not really a haiku, but it reflekts my haikuness.
ive written many haikus, but i do not have them at the comp i am sitting at.
in a hot bath tub
pressing ear to cold tile
hum a soft low hum
Some good stuff here.
This is not really Haiku, but it's sort of based on the same syllabic structure.
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MUKASHI
A long time ago
The sun shone on the long grass
And painted it green.
That was when we said
Cruel words, like, "Never leave me."
And "I never will."
I couldn't love you.
It was just the thought of love
I'd always longed for.
So we parted.
Sorry.
Here's my haiku:
"Silence speaks" is a farce;
an implication that I
never spoke at all.
It may sound like the sound you make when you sneeze but (for those who don't know) a Haiku is actually a form of Japanese poetry.
Its very short (made up of only three lines) and intended to capture the bloom of the present moment.
Here's a few of mine:
A big moon,
Playing hide and seek,
Behind a tree.
A coat rack,
Two coat hang,
As if holding each other.
On the phone,
As I dial,
I hear music.
A watch,
Time passing,
As I watch.
Broken glass,
Looks like ice,
In mid summer.
A willow tree,
Like a waterfall,
Frozen in freefall.
Have a go! (its fun…sort of)
Oh, these are so clever! For some reason the poetry gene never activated in me but I like these haiku.
What would it be like
To jump over lazy dogs?
(Ask the quick brown fox.)
Imagine if your computer produced error messages in haiku...
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Your file was so big.
It might be very useful.
But now it is gone.
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The Web site you seek
Cannot be located, but
Countless more exist.
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Chaos reigns within.
Reflect, repent, and reboot.
Order shall return.
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Program aborting:
Close all that you have worked on.
You ask far too much.
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Windows NT crashed.
I am the Blue Screen of Death.
No one hears your screams.
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Yesterday it worked.
Today it is not working.
Windows is like that.
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First snow, then silence.
This thousand-dollar screen dies
So beautifully.
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With searching comes loss
And the presence of absence:
"My Novel" not found.
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The Tao that is seen
Is not the true Tao-until
You bring fresh toner.
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Stay the patient course.
Of little worth is your ire.
The network is down.
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A crash reduces
Your expensive computer
To a simple stone.
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Three things are certain:
Death, taxes and lost data.
Guess which has occurred.
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You step in the stream,
But the water has moved on.
This page is not here.
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Out of memory.
We wish to hold the whole sky,
But we never will.
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Having been erased,
The document you're seeking
Must now be retyped.
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Serious error.
All shortcuts have disappeared.
Screen. Mind. Both are blank.
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Pretty
and with a touch of the I Ging. Or is it iGing nowadays?