there is a stark beauty to haiku that reminds the poet to use the emotional power of vacancy to its fullest...frankly, though, american haiku is so often funny that concern for form should be secondary at best
i think all these are lovely and a poet can always always always break the rules, it's part of the rules for poets
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my house is a wreck
company coming anon
toddler tornado
Playing Connect Four
Pies Apple and Lard Nut...Mmm
Christmas is Coming.
Another workday:
Call lights, bedpans, medicines
Thankfully peaceful
Five seven and five
Too many and not enough
Margaret can't haiku
so i'm not an english major, resubmission:
dark,colored,different
winter snow and summer sun
segregate laundry
Thanksgiving haikus
are hard to come up with so
I don't think I'll try
I think Marg meant diff'rent
gravy exploded
on top of my stove, oozing
beneath the burner
Until I googled:
How to properly haiku
I thought Marg's was best.
kitchen very small
people coming in and out
use the hallway please
stuffing is yucky
stuffing must have celery
bring your own stuffing
Remember the good
There was more of it than bad
Thank him everyday
Five,seven,then five
What's the point, It doesn't rhyme
Think I'm turning Japanese
please forgive lateness
november sickness falters
sparkling cranberries
there is a stark beauty to haiku that reminds the poet to use the emotional power of vacancy to its fullest...frankly, though, american haiku is so often funny that concern for form should be secondary at best
i think all these are lovely and a poet can always always always break the rules, it's part of the rules for poets
Poetry sans rules
is like tennis without net
according to Frost.
Imaginary
players with rackets and balls
invisible net.
I'm getting sick of
reading haikus; please post some-
thing new already.
inspiration is
endless in japanese form
though we reap fatigue
counting with fingers
syllables poetical
one two three four five.
Only don't you dare
suggest that we write epics.
That would be too much.
problem needs fixing
check lindas blog each morning
comment with haiku
'Tis the season to
haiku. fa la la la la
la la la la.......la
with thanksgiving gone
and snow forever entrenched
i long for summer
contrasting beauty
with emptiness cannot last
when snow freezes tongue
thank you for your love
thank you for letting me love
now just go away
pecan pie inside
more gooder than floorside pie
my tum is wailing
i misused barn thought
and changed the course in midstream
please forgive me now
even though you forgive
i will remember too long
while snow piles outside
Ben haikued the dawn
but, Ben, we're all finished now
write freely-- no form
trail posing trial
better used in rigid verse
syllables give clue
awaiting new post
not enough time with sweet friends
a winter's freezing
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