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! |
ice blue skies hibernating sunlight lost heroes [2014.3.5...a] |
grey buffers a tempest high above still no drops [2014.2.5...a] |
rain torrents clothe the sky in white curtains fresh baked bread [2014.1.5...b] |
dark night like a silent black cat sleeping [2014.30.4...a] |
this drizzle frazzles our good moods raspberries [2014.29.4...c] |
the dark moon prowls behind silent stars stealing light [2014.28.4...b] |
at noon sequestered behind grey stolen light [2014.27.4…a] |
sleep takes a day into dreams with inner light [2014.26.4...b] |
grey stretches enough for rain to cease drops shine [2014.25.4...a] |
beyond clouds of dove grey velvet clothe me in rain [2014.24.4...a] |
in starlight the pain of missing you fades slowly [2014.23.4…a] |
an hour’s rain fell on quickly drying streets oasis [2014.22.4…c] |
purple iris on stems as tall as men touch the soul [2014.21.4...d] |
not a sound before church bells return like sunrise [2014.20.4...b] |
frozen light filters from a single cloud before rain [2014.19.4...b] |
spring has sprung colored traps on winter patchwork quilts [2014.18.4…b] |
from one bud five ginkgo leaves appear bountiful [2014.17.4...b] |
wind travel pollen, leaves and sunlight new life [2014.16.4…b] |
cloudless blue bathed a spring green city blistered feet [2014.15.4…d] |
daffodils hug the trunks of street trees urban blooms [2014.14.4…b] |