My evolving project for 2013 and 2014 is to write and post here one poem each day. |
We are all in need of being inspired. I find that if we lift our eyes just a few times each day, we will discover something poetic that might just touch our hearts. Of course putting those emotions in a 17-syllable poem is another matter altogether! A brief explanation of my style of haiku writing, though. I believe in traditional haiku that must speak about nature and I try to follow the pattern of two lines exposing a particular scene and a third line making a commentary. And as of mid-August, 2013. I've been experimenting with modern English haiku which doesn't require the stiff 5/7/5 pattern. However, after my decision to continue the project another year, I have decided to use the haiku structure as a departure for "haiku-like" poems having three lines but not more that 17 syllables. I hope to maintain poems with haiku-like souls. Wish me luck! |
howling wind drums cry out oppression more gunfire [2014.11.12...a] |
a few leaves cling to naked windblown trees survival [2014.10.12...a] |
cold as ice perfect visibility catch the daylight [2014.9.12...a] |
like moonlight whiteness reflects our souls when death calls [2014.8.12…b] |
first frost steaming chimneys add white color fades [2014.7.12…a] |
clear sunrise and a thin veil of blue new outlooks [2014.6.12...b] |
between cold sheets naked bodies slowly warm then we sleep [2014.5.12...a] |
birds chirp adding gay song to cold air men beg for soup [2014.4.12...a] |
cold night air and clouds wisping over stars do they shiver? [2014.3.12…b ] |
like toothpicks ice arrows prick my cheeks I need a bow [2014.2.12…a] |
warrior clouds on this first December day light is lost [2014.1.12...a] |
I walk under soft duvet skies frosted air [2014.30.11…a] |
walk slowly to savor their harmony how to thank them [2014.29.11...b] |
clement skies tempt restless feet outdoors I have a book [2014.28.11…a] |
in this cold only when the guns cease Thanksgiving [2014.27.11...a] |
savage cries from a fiery battlefield wind and leaves [2014.26.11...] |
while death wilts under cold white blankets life triumphs [2014.25.11...a] |
sequestered against cold autumn air tea and smiles [2014.24.11...a] |
after dreams Morpheus' strangest gift insomnia [2014.23.11...b] |
amid dark clouds a place of blue promise love trapped [2014.22.11...a] |