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© Penny Frost McGinnis
A traditional Japanese haiku consists of three lines divided into a five-seven-five sound unit pattern. When American’s translated these small Japanese poems, they found that the sound units and syllables differed. The result, American haiku does not hold to the five-seven-five pattern unless it is natural to the poem.
© Penny Frost McGinnis
A traditional Japanese haiku consists of three lines divided into a five-seven-five sound unit pattern. When American’s translated these small Japanese poems, they found that the sound units and syllables differed. The result, American haiku does not hold to the five-seven-five pattern unless it is natural to the poem.
A
haiku is meant to capture a moment in time. Written in the present tense and
usually containing a seasonal word, the tiny poem is almost like a snapshot
catching that one instance that may have been missed. Most haiku contain a
short phrase of description and a fragment or aha moment. This form of poetry
is fun to write and collect. I like to sit outside for a while and just
observe. I almost always find something interesting to write about, along with
that aha flash.
Here
are some of my haiku…Enjoy!
Tater’s tail wags,
jump, dive, romp-
circles in the snow
wobbly goats
born before midnight—
spring renewed
spring renewed
queen anne’s lace crowns
county roads—
blue chicory salutes
crimson moon floats
across chilly skies—
pumpkins grin
crystals glisten, sun
shine through jeweled glass-
ice covered trees
signs of spring
daffodils, pansies, crocus—
real estate for sale
real estate for sale
trillium unfurls
snow trickles into the creek—
God blows the kiss of spring
God blows the kiss of spring
crocus spring up
gives brightness to earth—hope to the heart
tiny blue eggs hatch—
in the corner
of the porch basket
in the corner
of the porch basket
surprised
by love—
red tulips
by love—
red tulips
rain pours
grass grows—
mower rests
2016 Haiku
riot of white
confetti stings my face
February snow squall
confetti stings my face
February snow squall
ruffled fungi
adorns old stump
beauty in death
adorns old stump
beauty in death
trillium
stretches to bloom
blood stained tears
stretches to bloom
blood stained tears
purple flox
dot hillside
wake up sleepyhead
dot hillside
wake up sleepyhead
fat bird
evasive in the bush
how do wings hold you up
evasive in the bush
how do wings hold you up
bearded man
two dogs
comfortable life
two dogs
comfortable life
dutchman's
breeches
sway between emerald leaves
elfin laundry
elfin laundry
almond pink roses
sprinkled with November rain
-unexpected gift
crooked-stemmed aster
bouquets along a wooded path
autumn's star, God's gift
2017 Haiku
gnome in the garden
hyacinth blooms midnight purple
—soothes my weary soul
red cardinal squats
on top branch of young maple
—music for God's ears
finch feeder in place
waiting for yellow wings—
delightful diversion
trillium emerge
from the damp forest floor-
—sweet discovery
bird wings flap in puddles
splashes mama bird's beak
—bath time for baby
wind wraps around the
bushes, they shake and rattle
—clearing winter dust
pink and blue feather
across the morning sky
—hope awakens the day
startled into graceful
flight- the blue heron squawks
—protector of the nest
thistle in feeder
yellow finch clings to purple
branch
—a shy little guy
fern fronds bow their heads
curl tight against their mother
-independence waits
fog hugs the lamp posts
light penetrates pushes through
-prisms of hope
green-blue carpet
juniperous squamata spreads
-crimson tulips sprout
I have written a few of these poems too. Yours are nice!!! Hope you all are doing well..
ReplyDeleteThanks, Jessica. I love these little poems. They're fun to write.
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