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! |
bright sunlight from the bedroom threshold dreams of death [2013.15.12...a] |
pink splashes explode across the sky fireworks [2013.14.12...a] |
gold light glares {/c from high naked branches a waltz on ice [2013.13.12...a] ///\\\///\\\///\\\///\\\///\\\///\\\ book in hand settled in sunlight daydreaming [2013.13.12...b] ///\\\///\\\///\\\///\\\///\\\///\\\ patches of light bold, cold and capricious play on walls [2013.13.12...c] |
tethered in ice sunlight cannot escape winter prison [2013.12.12…a] |
cold pale pink haze over sunrise while birds dance [2013.11.12… a] |
frozen sun on an icy blue sky cold shadows [2013.10.12...a] |
frosted rooftops white puffs of chimney smoke late summer sky [2013.9.12… a] |
streams of sunlight adorn this day in gold distant church bells [2013.8.12...a] |
hushed daylight harsh darts of dissonant rain to hear music... [2013.7.12...a] |
faint red traces a kiss on clear morning skies to love life [2013.6.12...a] |
soft sky mountains impressions in color Monet sunset [2013.5.12...a] |
dismal gray dominates daylight love fights back [2013.4.12...a] |
unblemished blue upstages winter's cold as good as rum [2013.3.12...a] |
blue and gold return to morning hours a heavy sigh [2013.2.12...a] |
intense gold burns through thick autumn skies doused in ash [2013.1.12...a] |
light appears pale and delicate night applauds [2013.30.11…a] |
nestled in fog tiny droplets glisten but catch no light [2013.29.11…a] |
dusty white clouds on a vague blue background pink sunset [2013.27.11...a] |
soft breezes gentle wood chimes at midnight one last chapter [2013.26.11...a] |