Haiku

The Woods' Silent Hum
The woods' silent hum, Leaves, dew-kissed, murmur softly, Nature's tranquil hymn.
By Printique Studios2 years ago in Poets
The Very Last Star Wars Haiku
Note: Yes, I have been busy with quite a few other things with the approach of summer. I have still been dumping (sad word) books and trying to find a new place. A move might be on the docket, but I could not forget my Vocal fans, despite all the recent technical problems.
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
The Shadows of Whispering Pines. Content Warning.
In the heart of the ancient forest, where the shadows whispered secrets and the pines murmured tales of old, lay the enigmatic Whispering Pines—a realm of mystery and darkness shrouded in the embrace of nature. Its tangled undergrowth and looming trees bore witness to centuries of forgotten whispers and unseen forces that danced among the shadows.
By Dannie2 years ago in Poets
Edible Cubicles
Waffles are my vice So I waffle back and forth Hide in waffle squares 🧇 What a tasty sight Edible cubicle bite
By Rowan Finley 2 years ago in Poets
Waves of Brave
You choose me, use me as his shield, his victory sealed as we make him brave.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Rewriting the Saijiki
According to scientists such as Paul Crutzen and Eugene Stoermer, we are now in the Anthropocene, a proposed geological epoch defined by human impacts on the environment. In an article published last year in The Guardian, the effects of climate change on the traditional Japanese poetic form of haiku highlighted the challenges and opportunities faced by contemporary haiku poets ("Lost to the Climate Crisis: Japan Haiku Poets," The Guardian, 2023).
By Geoffrey Philp 2 years ago in Poets
Father Knows Best
You asked me to wait, Spirit tells me “ don’t give up, you were made for this. “
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Good Trouble
Technical trouble Can generate frustration But it prolongs thought
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Soul Purpose
What a stunning gift of Spirit, Your revealing secures our victory
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
I'm not the one in the tub, how did I get so wet?
Both babies in bath Bubbles abound, I am soaked From laughs and splashing
By Celeste Burt2 years ago in Poets
And So Comes The Rain
Gentle rains come forth Neighbors withdraw with the sun Soon, flowers follow ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
By Matthew J. Fromm2 years ago in Poets
LOOSE SAND
Sand holds no water and assumptions hold no truth. Seek truth. Always ask.
By Emos Sibu Poriei (Kaya)2 years ago in Poets