This blog is about haiku. A classical haiku counts 5-7-5 syllables. Chèvrefeuille (the pseudonym of Kristjaan Panneman, a Dutch haiku poet) however writes his haiku in the Kanshicho-style. In the Kanshicho-style the classical syllable count isn't used. Matsuo Basho (1644-1694), a haiku poet, wrote his haiku in Kanshicho-style for several years, but he returned to the classical way of haiku writing. !!! Anonymous comments will be seen as SPAM !!!.
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Saturday, January 28, 2012
Haiku Heights "Crimson"
the day has gone
crimson clouds touching
the wild waves
the raspberry in my garden
ah! that color
the deepest red I ever saw
her new robe
in the frontyard
the young roses blooming
the deepest red
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Labels: crimson, Haiku Heights, haiku wednesday. haiku
Friday, January 27, 2012
|For the: short-story slam of Bluebell Books|
When the dark period of the year goes by and spring is coming I become happy. Spring is my season. After hibernation nature begins blooming and comes to live. As I see the Snowdrops come in bloom I feel how Mother Earth is reborn again.
The Cherry- and Plum-trees begin blossoming and especially when the Cherry tree in my backyard is starting to bloom I am so happy.
I have to give a party when the first Cherry blossom blooms. I call all my friends and family to tell them that my Cherry tree is in bloom again and that's worth a celebration. I love that moment. I feel a little child again and come to live after my hibernation.
Springtime ... nature comes to live once again. It's worthy to celebrate when the Cherry trees are blooming, especially mine of course :-).
I have written a lot of haiku about Cherry trees, but I have never written , as I call it, "my masterpiece" on Cherry trees. Maybe this is the one. In this haiku I hope that spring is present.
on winter's edge
the first Cherry blossom blooms
rain falls softly
Well ... did I succeed in my goal to write "my masterpiece" on Cherry trees? Maybe not, but spring is surely present.
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Labels: bluebell books, cherry tree, haiku, short story slam, spring
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Thursday Poets Rally wk. 61
|Thursday Poets Rally week 61|
Another week has gone by. Another week to Rally is ahead of us. I am glad to be in it again and I hope that you will visit my contribution to this weeks rally and read it with pleasure. I have search for some new haiku to publish here and I think I have a nice set put together.
snow falls softly
the statue of Buddha covered
in white silk
|Credits: Buddha in the snow|
a lonesome stray cat
in the old barn
lost in the field
only stars as my compass -
cry of a snowy owl
in front of the fireplace
Well I am happy with tis set of haiku. A nice little story.
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Labels: haiku, Thursday Poets Rally, winter
Monday, January 23, 2012
Gooseberry Garden Poetry Picnic on New York Times headlines
|Gooseberry Garden Poetry Picnic|
Giants head for superbowl
the Snowy Owl has come back
to the States
Well ... I have to read The New York Times to write new haiku I think. I didn't expected this was so nice to do. Thanks for this "prompt" Taylor.
Happy Poetry Picnic :)
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Labels: gooseberrygarden, haiku, jingle poetry, poetry picnic
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