Haiku
By Andrea
You cannot find me
I have hidden myself well
Please try anyway
By Marianne
Cats curl then unfurl
Upon my warm cozy bed
House bound lions all
By Michelle
Exuberant joy
Blows in the wind as she swings
Heaven within reach
Day renewed by night
Death renewed by creation
Cycle of the world
By Gabrielle
SMARTER THAN YOUR DOCTORS
(A haiku for Marianne)
Your doctors were awed
Said you were a miracle
I always knew it.
Barry
(for Kate)
by Gabrielle
Barry grows so fat.
From our humor he was born.
Our laughter feeds him.
Toilet Paper
by Gabrielle
No paper up here.
Keep forgetting to bring it.
Closet seems far now.
(Sorry - I couldn't resist!)
by John
Double Mock Haiku
I was forty-five *********************In the fall of life
The difference a day makes ***********I am not who I once was
Life springs a surprise.*************** Opening the mail
*************
by Susan
"We will steal your wife"
The telephone voice threatened
My brave husband shook
**
He spent more on whores
Than many earn in a decade
Confessions fall short
**
A dime makes you smile
When you don't have a penny
Feet in cardboard shoes
11 comments:
gab. lmao! a bathroom haiku!
Ohh how i love all the entries!!!!
The ode to Barry will be printed and framed...sniff sniff :').
thanks Gabs!!!!
I thought that these were all exceptionally good. I liked them all, its so cool how you can have cohesive thoughts in such limited wording. Michelle - your second one was gorgeous. Andrea, I liked how yours felt kind of longing, but coy at the same time. Marianne, I KNOW one of your monster cats, so I could completely visualize your haiku.
Andrea, I related to your poem. So many times I've hidden away and wished to be found.
Michelle, both of your poems are stiring and beautiful, each in a different way.
Gab, Thanks for the dedication, both in poem and in heart. You've helped keep me fighting for so many years.
I've got to know, who is Barry?
And the Toilet paper poem? I'm sure it will resonate with every reader. Leave it to you take such a common subject and make it so touching.
Marianne
Andrea,
Wonderful Haiku!
You have the option of changing "myself well" to "under leaves" if you wanted to include the season word, but you would lose much of the humor and pathos in the change.
Again, wonderful!
Bravo everyone.
My fav was "Toilet Paper" because I have similar struggles (just insert "store" for "closet" and you can see my problem).
I also liked "Barry" - I love the image of Barry growing fat from laughter.
I question if John is cheating with his double haiku - just kidding!
Andrea's is lovely as well...I love the "call to action" at the end...seems complicated and simple all at the same time.
I have discovered a joy of haiku - thanks to these poems.
QUESTION:
Does a hiaku typically have punctuation? No? Yes? Or is it up to the author...I was just curious...
Once again, BRAVO to all!
Hi Bixby,
No, I was not cheating:)
It was a formatting error.
I wanted the two to be side by side so that they could be read as one or separate.
ie:
I was forty-five/In the fall of lif
I agree. Two things I am obsessed with lately; Haiku and dimples in neckties.
As for punctuation, you are spot on. It would be a wonderful accomplishment to make the words themselves create a space or pause at the end of one line.
I suspect Andrea will accomplish this.
However, most American Haiku utilizes some form of punctuation to achieve that end.
And I should have mentioned that all these poems delighted me. And I want to know who Barry is too!
JG
John, I know I am so sorry! I tried everything to post them that way and the blasted blog wouldn't let me - we may have to look for another blog. As I said previously, I looved everyones! And again, I am so sorry - it wouldn't even put a space in between them....(imagine my yosemite sam impression!)
Thanks Gaby,
I knew right away that the formatting was the problem.
Maybe we should avoid any "typographical" poems or e.e. cummings for awhile.
P.S., I really loved Clem's stomping up the stairs a few nights ago on the blog. That was great.
JG^^
Clem is brilliant...Everyone (the Roccats) is so smart and creative. It makes me happy to know you're out there and my friends - I guess it really is never too late to have a happy childhood!
I'm a far worse student than I was years ago. My assignments never used to be late. Maybe I just don;t fear Gaby like I feared the Catholic nuns. . . (Yes, fear has long been a prime motivator in my otherwise optimistic life.)
I love these haiku, everyone's.
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