Time to be a creative poet. Today I invite you to make a Haiku poetry.
Use your philosophical thoughts to swim across the Haiku passion river.
It is very easy and only three verses/lines are required to make a Haiku.
Basic Definition:
A Haiku requires a five syllable line, followed by a seven syllable line and finished with another five syllable line.
Additional Explanation:
*** A Haiku honoring the traditional poem requires a five syllable line, folloewed by a seven syllable line and finished with another five syllable line. Each line is usually a complete thought, and the last line is often the "ah" statement enlightening the reader. In tradtional Haiku there is a season element and often the juxtaposition of man and nature.*** (James S F.)
So, try your intellect and make one.
With Best Wishes
Syed Naami
HAIKU BY SHAH:
Crossing the narrow bridge
tantalizing hot weather -
melting thoughts.
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Cross / ing / the / nar / row / bridge (that is 6 if I am counting right)
tan / ta / liz / ing / hot / weath / er (that is 7 - right?)
mel / ting / thoughts (that is 3 - right?)
I seem to be missing something, can you help?
Oppressive, mocking
Wilting in the sun
We we to continue in the topic or start a new one. I wasn't sure....
though, in English there is syllable flexibility.
So, it doesn't matter for many other languages.
I know it is not an original formatted Haiku but still
there is a possibility to make one like that.
Altering my Haiku and see it again.
Crossing narrow bridge
tantalizing hot weather -
melting thoughts in mind.
Now it is an original Haiku.
examples from experts.
autumn dusk
a strip of yellow crime scene tape
flutters in the wind
(Robert Gilliland, The Heron's)
on a barren branch
a crow has settled —
autumn dusk
(Bashô)
Thanks friends we always have a chance to learn and think
so please continue your support.
It's a "sound unit" based system in Japanese; and yes, the old, strict 5-7-5 pattern is no longer held up as being of particular importance. It seems the essence lies in brevity, nature setting and phrase-fragment formatting. I will will up a new one now; it may lift my spirits; and may it lift yours as well. Thank you for sharing.
disheartened soldier
stepping across a felled limb
sunshine above clouds
Peace.
petals drifting slowly by
I have caught the sky
Life creeps by so slowly; I
Wait for your return.
Haiku are easy? Funny! Tracey W. though, that was quite good! Here you go-
mountain meadow---
a snake curls around
the sound of its hiss
So the 5 7 5 is a myth/not important/discarded??? That's what I always thought they were. I'm liking a bunch of these.
http://web.archive.org/web/20020604205037/http://www.haikai.info/articles/swede.definition.html
But mister shah doesn't want any of this history lesson, he wants haiku!
Muhammad, usually a haiku chain thread involves one writer supplying the subject for the next writer's haiku or the next one to post uses the last line of the previous post as his first line. Do you want us to conform to one or the other or just sling haiku?
only wind howls there---
the kennel of a dog
who killed a child
It depends on the intention of the reader, how he/she likes.
It is a good way to learn poetry than to read a whole article.
You can observe the responses given here.
I am a starter and I am going through references and
online material on Haiku.
But, there are many possibilities to take Haiku on a different path.
As 5-7-5 actually made to create a Japanese Haiku, but
it should be driven by a persons own perambulation in some cases.
Thanks Bret for supplying a good learning material.
Chained Haiku
Who killed a child
crawling reptile from the wild --
silence of the lambs.
chills the morning's dew kissed field
while red tail hawk soars
Here I present my little dark poem, visit this page and read the comments section.
Hope you enjoy my other poems.
http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp?articleId=281474977067799
while red tail hawk soars
below I tend my eden
picking red ripe fruit
whispy cloud floats by
sitting on ground
and wondering why
See, you have to start from the
"picking red ripe fruit".
Try to make one from the last verse by Heidi.
That one is very good, but try
to make one with 5/7/5 syllables.
But, don't worry it is an old rule.
Picking red ripe fruit
heating of sun burns so bright
emotions of heart.
dance in my head
forget the pain
forget the pain
with wind at back, face to sun
brambles clear from path
facing the edge of dawn
when will light come
when darker the night goes --
howl of the jackal.
^^)MS(^^
My God is calling
Wispering my name with joy
As I journey home
As I journey home
New born flowers line my way
Their faces dew stained
all through the night
we watched stars fall
this is my haiku
if you don't like it screw you
my haiku exists
drowned out by crying children
man kills his brother
man kills his brother
the pervert intentions muddle ---
a cat drops a glass.
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^^)MS(^^
and picks up his saxaphone
cool jazz also slays
stylish music gleams the mind ---
old memories chat up
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^^)MS(^^
dust flies through the air
finds me exhausted
still unable to catch my breath
rest in the stillness
blissfully unaware of
strangers in the night
dark and awful sky threatens ---
tall corns sussurate.
beneath the moon we rub legs
cricket song of lust
abrupt listener turns wild ---
no rational thoughts.
body to body entwined
leaves crackle beneath
the burning jungle spreads gleams ---
Morning dew depletes.
tomatoes blush in the sun
summer salad days
cool and refreshing breezes
want to sway gently
Calypso over the dunes
in my arms she sighs
languorous in her loving
forever my love~
ye will haunt my collapsed heart ---
Lonely beggar moans.
glimmer of hope slowly dies
Alas she arrives
flowers birds bees and babies
spring full of wonder
joyous rain besots the minds --
bleak darkness splinters.
waves of color assaulting
soft petals unfold
seasonal jerk of wind mocks --
climate swings again.
the days advance and decline
my season thou art
you bombard all my senses
cloaking me in love
he squeezed my bold emotions --
cold wind chilled the sweat.
iced rain assaults tender skin
delicate lips burn
secret lovers unbridled
alarm clock clamors
cheeky boy wakes up crudely --
the old man hollers.
daylight slowly unfolding
hello to the day
dark clouds drizzling again --
the climate recharges.
Ice lanes open bergs move out
get off of the beach
can you feel the wind whipping
hurricane coming
fear revisiting again --
this night never ends.
whoosh boom splatter creak rumble
flickering candle
your shadow upon the wall
my passion inflamed
new horizon welcomes me --
perplexed thoughts pinching.
Nature awakens
The full beauty of the rose
In time fades away
pitchman screams you must buy now
but not sold in stores
where else should I search it now --
Bah! that herbalist.