Haiku
AlarmBacon
Bare Feet
Beach
Blushing
Cat
Curtains
Fleeing
Flowers
Gun
Moon
Paint
Riddles
Rivers
Tears
Toast
Untitled haikus
Fear Insanity
Alarm
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6 A.M. I woke,
And I died a little inside - I hate alarm clocks. |
Bacon
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The smell of bacon
Always makes my mouth water, Even when I'm stuffed. |
Bare Feet
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I am two bare feet.
Love's winter makes the floor cold - Will you be my socks? |
Beach
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Sitting on the beach,
Alone with nothing but stones; The sea roars and sighs. |
Blushing
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Blood rushed to my face.
Only then did I look down And cover myself. |
Cat
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Crouching to attack
And brutally tear apart The shiny foil ball. |
Curtains
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The curtains are closed
In the window of your soul - Open them for me. |
Fleeing
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Fleeing from the dog,
I wonder what made it mad. My legs are quite tired. |
Flowers
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Early spring flowers,
Crushed under an inch of snow - Such tragic beauty. |
Gun
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A gun in my hand,
I look out into the rain, And I wait for him. |
Moon
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The moon sleeps, shining,
Lighting the eternal night, Snoring at the stars. |
Paint
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I don't have the paint
To make the picture of her, Or the perfect brush. |
Riddles
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Riddles spin my head.
Words, which hide deeper meaning Are all I can see. |
Rivers
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The rivers of life
Extinguish my fiery soul, Yet they wash me clean. |
Tears
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Like morning dew drops,
The tears remain on your face. No spring can dry them. |
Toast
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Let us raise a glass
And toast in celebration - I like mine with jam. |
Untitled haikus
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I want you to see
All the things that I have seen, And give you the world. |
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I pick up every stone,
Seeing the beauty in each; Leave them on the shore. |
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I don't have the words
To say what needs to be said, So I will not try. |
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When I read your words,
The great distance between us Does not seem so far. |
Fear Insanity
I've used this last one to illustrate the principle of haiku writing.The first line has five syllables, the second line has seven, and the last has five again.
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W00t, / w00t, / w00t, / w00t, / pling!
I'm / the / pre/dic/tive / jar/gon Jar/gon / wom/bat, / me. |
(C) Mark Callanan 2004