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! |
open doors between sun and moonlight stars blossom [2014.1.11...b] |
live whispers of slow plaintive voices Aranjuez [2014.31.10...a] After a concert in Paris by guitarist Milosz Karadaglic. Breathtaking. |
yellow falls bathing earth with crispness sunlight [2014.30.10...a] |
dark skies charged with stormy emotion heartache [2014.29.10…a] |
} thick fog has kidnapped the day's clearness gray felt [2014.28.10...a] |
morning haze filters blue into day's gold a bright lamp [2014.27.10...a] |
post sunset night still glows of pink and blue children's tales [2014.26.10…a] |
between clouds a small space of silence words unsaid [2014.25.19...a] |
warmth diffused beyond north winds fine wine [2014.24.10...a] |
after the storm a semblance of clearness stark truth [2014.23.10...a] |
blue as ice the sky a frozen lake life skating [2014.22.10…a] |
melted ice transported by north winds restless hours [2014.21.10...a] |
upward glance quick words with the moon outshine rain [2014.20.10..a] |
grey invades this brief blue excursion time to move [2014.19.10...b] |
gilded skies of blues chasing blues fiesta [2014.18.10...a] |
reclining autumn clouds warm the night soft pillows [2014.17.10...a] |
a lone bee sips begonia nectar a crow swoops [2014.16.10...a] |
predictions blown north by unplanned rain no surprise [2014.15.10...a] |
warm wool bargains with northern bluster neither wins [2014.14.10...a] |
red wind has torn away other leaves survivors [2014.13.10...a] |