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| These short poems, written by an anonymous Spondville resident, are in the Japanese haiku style, 3 lines each, with the syllable count per line being 5, 7, 5. Each haiku is to be read as a separate and distinct poem, not in any way connected to what comes before or after. Check back here often, as this page will be updated with new haikus every couple weeks. |
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| This Page last updated on Nov. 29, 2007 |
| (all haiku copyright 2002 + 2003 by m.t.s.) |
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| (new haiku as of 9-12-03) |
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| Though blown from the West Swirling leaves still seem confused By the attention ---------------------------------------------- Air imitates ice Plowed snow covers my Beamer I ask; "Why go out?" ---------------------------------------------------- I walk by your house Wistfully, I think of you Then, turn the corner. ------------------------------------------- autumn leaves glisten hillsides echo the morning where are you standing? In the meadow by the stream winds go whistling by me -------------------------------------------- from the warm spring rain our old sidewalk is washed clean of a small girl's chalk. -------------------------------------------------- snowstorm in April I still wear my winter coat will spring ever come? ---------------------------------------- after my long walk a maple tree offers shade from the warm sunlight -------------------------------------------------- buds sprout on the trees seedlings break through the soil now I recall ... Spring ----------------------------------------------------------- in you, I see me our thoughts are clearly in sync. it makes me giggle. --------------------------------------------------------- Flowers that don't bloom Until frost is on the ground Will never know Joy. ------------------------------------------------------ Though snow stalls Spring's plans Birds sing songs of such delight, Sap begins to flow. -------------------------------------------------- on the pond's surface, waterlillies gently drift below swim the Koi ---------------------------------------- suddenly tulips and the singing of swallows wakes us from our naps. ------------------------------------------------- suddenly tulips and the singing of swallows make us notice Spring. --------------------------------------------------- laughter's not welcome from the pub across the street when it's 4AM. ---------------------------------------------------- my teeth were a mess after I get them all fixed the bridge always grunts ---------------------------------------------- breakfast around noon my leisurely quiet time too soon tomorrow ------------------------------------------- echoing footsteps the faint whispers of strangers I light a candle. --------------------------------------------------- in search of my faith. stained glass affects my vision. to see is to know? --------------------------------------------------- slightly rainy day as I'm riding through the park everything seems lush ------------------------------------------------- my internet group has stopped writing poetry what's "Haiku" to do? -------------------------------------- The bench I sit on Soaked by midafternoon rain Another lesson --------------------------------- Laughter in the hall Stuck inside Biology I want to run free -------------------------------- bright beams of sunshine quietly enter my room and jar me awake ----------------------------------- a smelly old barn a rotted wooden basket reminders of life -------------------------------------- a nostalgic grin I know what's around the bend back in my hometown ----------------------------------------- stairway to heaven the rococco bannisters are highly polished ---------------------------------- twigs and pine needles carelessly obscure the path through the dark forest -------------------------------------- I see in you, me. Motives clearly reflected. That's why I like you. ------------------------------------- what I recall most about my first love's passion is that it's not now. --------------------------------------- a sidewalk fruit stand boxes of too soft apples but such sweet mangos -------------------------------------- a steady rainfall on a dark Manhattan street pink geraniums ------------------------------------- I roam through my past Searching out my times with you I wish I had stayed ------------------------------------------------- shirts on the clothesline flapping their sleeves in the breeze like angry old men ------------------------------------------------------ An old wagon wheel Oklahoma flea market Sooner than later ----------------------------------- a lazy willow sweetly shares its shade with me on a steamy day -------------------------------------------------- wind chimes on the porch the dog scratching at the door while my coffee drips ------------------------------------------- newly planted seeds our hope for the coming year wait now for the dawn ------------------------------------------ a new love's bedroom dainty bowls of potpourri nearly make me faint ------------------------------------- rough hewn rail fences extend to the horizon framing such beauty ------------------------------------- bent over backwards I will do so very much for your attention ------------------------------------ ink splotch. ink splotch. damn. another crumpled paper. leaky fountain pen. ----------------------------------- soot covered balloon hung from a subway girder ancient history -------------------------------------- What's true about Life? From Duchamp to Leadbelly Art stimulates us. ------------------------------------------- delicate petals floating in the gentle breeze ease all my worries ---------------------------------------- such delicate curves flow from your hips to your waist endless exploring ------------------------------------------------- when you have a choice do you ever choose writing over wanton sex? the trouble is, no-one does. redemption is, we all hope. -------------------------------------------- dreaming of your touch distracts me from the mundane and I fly away. --------------------------------------------- snails in the garden the shade of a daisy's bloom fertile moist brown earth. ----------------------------------------- though sunrise brings blooms the heat of the afternoon wilts many flowers ------------------------------------------ wispy curls of hair frame such an angelic face I had to succumb ------------------------------------------- lovers e'er entwined the man in the moon just grins such human folly ----------------------------------------------- a sturdy oak tree spreads it's branches o'er the field shading our efforts --------------------------------------------------- glistening raindrops slowly sliding down her face revealing so much --------------------------------------- small puppies barking add to the cacophony at my neighbor's house ---------------------------------------- summer afternoon walking down a country road suddenly a deer! ---------------------------------------------- In the house of Life corridors of happiness lead to unlocked doors ---------------------------------------- it is fortunate desires aroused in dreams subside at waking ------------------------------------------ for the down-trodden to have both cake and a fork is lucky indeed ----------------------------------- Thunder announces rain The buds of April open To accept the gift ---------------------------------- after a downpour little boys eager to play mud puddles await! -------------------------------------- Honey, I'm pregnant Joyful anticipation His eyes glaze over ----------------------------------- near the gazebo amidst the shrubs and bushes, gladiolas bloom. ----------------------------------------- As she walks away wisps of hair fly in the breeze backlit blonde venus -------------------------------------------- gingerbread spaceships long lines of para-legals I must be dreaming ------------------------------------------------ skeptical bridesmaids wide-eyed with astonishment when she said "I do" ----------------------------------------------- a twelve year old boy wide-eyed with astonishment finds his dad's "Playboy" ------------------------------------------- though leaves are turning warm days revive our spirits late Summer's twilight ----------------------------------------- the brown leaves crinkle as we walk through the front yard on our way to school -------------------------------------------------- ev'rything is real except for the melting watch enigma of dreams ------------------------------------------------- plopped into my drink a thin slice of lemon peel Life as it should be ----------------------------------------- With Conservatives When a man loves a woman Nobody protests -------------------------------------------- mystical moments when a man loves a woman and energies merge ------------------------------------------ adorably orange five terra-cotta ducklings pose near the pond ------------------------------------- her silken manner belied her steely resolve to change ev'rything ------------------------------------- she leans to the left asymmetrical annie which piques my interest. ------------------------------------------ golden rays of sun streaming down to warm my heart from your icy blasts -------------------------------------------------- dandelion seed puffs search for new worlds to conquer gliding on the breeze ---------------------------------------------- it was ever thus: on the shoulders of failure stands such sweet success ---------------------------------------------- You can't know my pain. Whether that is good or bad, only heaven knows. -------------------------------------------- a tranquil garden can still be home to rabbits. ravenous cottontails. --------------------------------------------- bob dylan lyrics explode in my consciousness then drip through my mind ------------------------------------------- to put it bluntly, writers may be insightful, poets are not, fools ... ---------------------------------------- she's recalcitrant sipping her iced herbal tea ignoring all pleas ------------------------------------------- nickel pickle tongs hang near the wooden barrel grab me a gherkin! -------------------------------------------- summers in New York guys still sell watermelons from the backs of trucks -------------------------------------------- The New York Blackout Shocking to look up and see The stars in the sky --------------------------------------------- it's the day after. the long nightmare is over. lethargy prevails. ------------------------------------------ voluptuous gal squeezed beside me on the train skin breaks out in a sweat. ---------------------------------------------- october's burden will thoughts of you be enough to turn brown leaves green. ------------------------------------------------ standing by the road as if directing traffic scarecrow in the field ---------------------------------------- orchid on her wrist she twirls in her crinoline the belle of the ball -------------------------------------- near the river bank spring will rear its pretty head cherry blossoms bloom -------------------------------------------- the old man nodded as he offered me his seat. youth is exhausting ------------------------------------------------- |