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Prompt #4: Write 6 haiku
For today - short and sweet.
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1. Cuddling and giggling Revisiting Vancouver Crows, clouds, canoes. --- 2. Embarrassed by prompt OK, _refugee_, I'll play. Hubski: healing hearts --- 3. steves are everywhere wasoxygen, thenewgreen all steves all the time. --- 4. Six haikus? Too much! But wait, ref only wrote four Whew, I can quit now.
I wrote six, but I wrote them in a few bursts, and after #4, which I felt was too good not to share, I put the post up (procrastinating against Haiku #5 and #6). #5) Could you smell the dew in too late for that? #6) I think rain provides just the front sidewalk. this morning, or did you sleep a fresh start for far more than
Prompt: "Write six haiku." Ok. Six haiku. That's easy. I feel accomplished.
1) Do frogs know Basho, and the pond he wrote about, all three works of art 2) Days spent in tall grass, nights tossing turning itching, plagued by chigger bites 3) Stars hidden by clouds, infinity at arms length, reach out and touch it 4) Flowers in the trees, fill the air with pink perfume, silent hummingbirds 5) Just keep your shoes on, and walk a little further, ache for memories 6) Keep all eyes open, scanning on the horizon, friends wait in futures
This is my first one lil says we only need four Steven's are all around -- This is my second My second of four haiku Did you enjoy it? -- This is my third one Only one more and I'm done So close to the end -- The fourth is a charm My flight is delayed a bit Have time to Hubski
I'm a huge fan of number four - I got a jacket, But it's for the fall season When will summer end - I've been home alone For nearly a week or so Almost out of milk - Résumé complete Job applications begin Hoping for the best - Mini Dance Party I don't need a cause to dance Time to bust a move - The weather is fine Heatwave seems to be over Still a bit humid - A crazy nightmare Allergies on top of it What a crazy day
I can't speak with you tongue fails to capture my thoughts endurance is gone . lollipops and gum chocolate covered raisins yummy tasty treats . captain fantastic really is enjoyable you should go see it . cloudy dull and dim afternoon showers likely better grab a book . kiss me on the lips I cannot make you love me here's a hundred bucks . I love bicycles big ones small ones every bike helmet is my friend . if I were haiku you would prefer a sonnet illiteracy . I can't stop it now the beat goes on forever heart full of haiku . mathematical problems make me feel ashamed sorry mrs. pez . noose around my neck can't seem to shake the feeling it's getting darker
A saying that's been ringing in my mind ever since I've heard it. No matter how hard you stare into the others’ eyes, all you’ll find is a reflection of your self. thoughts, my own obsidian prison, I still roam. of conviction in the void; boundless, I’m adrift. mind’s end, vast as space; thoughts: isolated, dim stars; here? Who am I truly? Why have I gone away? values, no restitution. Curled, further, I drift. projected into every face I peer onto. from windows facing mirrors. I am all I have. Not much resolution in them, but I'll follow the syllable rule. :) Rooted in my own projecting requiems For months I float to What am I doing No ambition, no All I see: dark pits From my void, I peer
You will find things of interest on haiku on Wiki. I know I did. Turned out haiku aren't just five-seven-five, or even a line. So, here goes. Haiku is poetry. You write what you must, how you must. Seventeen isn't magical. Seventeen lends the air, though. Like Latin, it makes words sound noble. Guess what. integrity