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! |
street cleaners wash away yesterday’s rain still wet [2014.12.2…a] |
naked branches wait in silent inspired moonlight praying [2014.11.2…a] (last line edited on the twelfth of february) |
a million stars our four feet, unending waves one soul, one moon [2014.10.2…a] |
hidden light behind night’s dark opaque wall silver shimmers [2014.9.2…a] Second version: hidden light behind night's dark opaque wall shimmering pearls [2014.10.2...a] (after all, silver light is more typical of starlight than moonlight...) But I haven't figured out yet how to replace "night" as Mona's comment is a good one... |
no more yearning from treacherous tortured winds aftermath [2014.8.2...a] |
bruised winter skies rushed by turbulence and pain cold hearths [2014.7.2...a] |
slow ligh illuminates sleep's end life returns [2014.6.2...a] |
whispering souls lost in bleak north wind gusts where are their hearts? [2014.5.2…b] |
to sleep in perfect hibernation no sunlight [2014.4.2…a] |
bluer than blue behind glasses, beyond trees lose nothing [2014.3.2...] |
bright lit chimney outdoor glare and winter chills gold contrast [2014.2.2...a] |
a full moon an eternity of light in your voice [2014.1.2...a] |
above the fog skies shine in ice blue tones aquarelle truce [2014.31.1...a] |
from this crack in my old weathered heart red roses [2014.30.1...c] |
quivering like rays of heat from a fire or my heart [2014.29.1...a] |
a rush of wind rain gurgles on tin roofs quaint music [2014.28.1...a] |
gently wrapped in a soft cotton blanket moonlit night [2014.27.1...a] |
words fade like light their absence a darkness on bookshelves [2014.26.1…a] |
conquering wind pushing aside window panes not enough place [2014.25.1...a] |
when noise stops silence becomes music flowers grow [2014.24.1...a] |