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    By MrSmith1 on Wed, 12/01/2010 - 2:37pm |

     

    I write at least one haiku a day. Here's a few of my favorites.

     "Wearing a sweatshirt,
    Nursing a cup of coffee,
    Reading the Funnies."

    "A garden pathway,
    Lined with purple violets,
    Absorbs all sadness."
    "A willow longs for,
    A brook over which to weep,
    The brook likes the tears."
     
    "Simulated flights,
    Are airborne facsimiles,
    Your head's in the clouds."
     
    "What is on your mind?,
    The weight of the world ... or the,
    Lightness of being?"
     
    "A slice of apple,
    A wedge of sharp cheddar cheese,
    And you by my side."
     
    "The moon, shining bright,
    Illuminates the stillness,
    Of country meadows."
     
    "As dark clouds disperse,
    Stars twinkle in the night sky,
    My heart leads me home."
     
    "She no longer cares,
    If she impresses others,
    She just likes to sing."
     
    "Timmy seems confused,
    The room is full of balloons,
    And friends who want cake."
    "They are determined,
    Small, yellow dandelions,
    Pushing through sidewalks." 

     

    "Twilight, cold and wet,
    To ease the chill in my bones,
    A savory bisque!"

    "When she walked away,
    I brought my hands to my face,
    To hold in my dreams."

    "In the house of Life
    corridors of happiness
    lead to unlocked doors"

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    "Deep in the forest, 
    Patches of stippled sunlight, 
    Warm a leaf-strewn trail."

    "Like cows in meadows,
    Obnoxious taxi drivers,
    Should never be tipped."
     
    "Try imagining,
    That strangers you encounter,
    Are friends from past lives."
     
    "Nantucket sand dune, 
    Hides a young couple in love, 
    From all ... but one dog."
     
    "Despite commitments, 
    And their vows of devotion, 
    Love had other plans."
     
    "His life, thrown away, 
    All that he once was, now lost, 
    Yet, his hope remains."
     
    "Troubles never last, 
    Like cream poured into coffee, 
    They'll soon swirl away."


     
     
     

    Comments

    I can't remember the words exactly, but my favorite Haiku goes something like:

    Five, seven, and five

    Syllables in a Haiku

    Five, seven, and five

    (I can't remember if the last line was repeated, as I have here, or if was something more informative.) Along the lines of trying to teach a pig to sing is trying to teach me to be artistic. :P


    by Anonymous (not verified) on Wed, 12/01/2010 - 3:00pm

    One a day does it?

    Twenty four hours brings a new

    Poem from Mr. Smith

    ha

    Fun stuff!!


    by Richard Day on Wed, 12/01/2010 - 3:01pm

    I love the Sand Dunes one because it reminds me of the day my husband and I were hiking along the Dungeness Spit, only to run into a friend of ours wife, who was with another man.  So that one really made me chuckle for just one minute, even though that day we winced and we all winced hard.


    by tmccarthy0 on Wed, 12/01/2010 - 3:26pm

    The sand dune one was a personal memory. It was 1974 and my then girlfriend and I were ... umm, you know, behind a sand dune of a deserted beach on a beautiful Nantucket morning, until a curious dog came upon us ... fortunately, the dog's owner was quite some distance away and we had time to regain our 'composure' before he caught up to his dog and put him back on his leash. Ah youth...


    by MrSmith1 on Wed, 12/01/2010 - 3:40pm

    I wish I could just insert laughter, that is a great story.


    by tmccarthy0 on Wed, 12/01/2010 - 3:56pm

    Love your habit of daily Haiku, Mr. Smith.

    For your dune collection:

    Binoculared Boys,

    Scouts hiking, chance on tryst

    of  "hidden" lovers.

    A freeze frame moment

    for all concerned; is there a

    merit badge for this?

     


    by wws on Thu, 12/02/2010 - 2:59pm

     

    Wonderful.  I sense a theme forming ...

    "Scouts going camping,

    Lovers caught in passion's throes,

    Neither needs matches."

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     


    by MrSmith1 on Thu, 12/02/2010 - 9:35pm

    Ha! "....neither needs matches...."

    You're good, Mr. Smith.


    by wws on Thu, 12/02/2010 - 11:48pm

    "What is on your mind?,
    The weight of the world ... or the,
    Lightness of being?"
     
    "A slice of apple,
    A wedge of sharp cheddar cheese,
    And you by my side."
    I love both of these, for many different reasons. 

    by LisB on Thu, 12/02/2010 - 11:53pm

     

    haiku: "Though his tea was brisk,
    And his manner was quite brusque,
    She served him the bisque."


    by MrSmith1 on Fri, 12/03/2010 - 8:02am

    We search for meaning, But as we wander through Life, Fog envelops us.

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    Though his hand was out,  His eyes told me  his spirit, Craved kindness, not cash.

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    As the years went by, I could not forget her eyes, So filled with kindness.

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    She has a smile, That can send him to the moon, So ... he makes her laugh.

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    Cherries are cheery, Limes sublime, (eat with  aplomb.), Produce profiling.

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    Paisleys, polka dots, Stripes, plaids (and argyle  socks), A fashion mash-up.

     


    by MrSmith1 on Fri, 12/03/2010 - 6:30pm