Back to the traditional form for this one. Enjoy.
Like a great beached whale,
Useless, inexplicable,
Comes inspiration
Friday haiku 9
Reply
Author Archives: Mikels Skele
Friday haiku 8
Another Friday, another haiku for you.
Woodpecker swoops in
Seeds fly willy-nilly
A Junco’s delight
Friday haku 7
It’s that time again. As usual, respond in kind if you wish.
Like everyone else
by the time they reach Mexico
the North Wind has forgotten its task
Friday haiku 6
Today’s haiku is actually a tanka, just to see if you’re paying attention. As always, you can respond in haiku if you wish, or not in haiku, for that matter. Enjoy.
A cardinal, its fire
blazing red,
on the last green branch
summer hopes
frozen
Piston
From the poet’s dictionary
noun \ˈpis-tən\
a sound like a fist, like rain,
like fat drops on hardpan,
like a screen door flapping,
like gasoiline on skin,
like burning sand,
like the smell of coal ash
at ten below zero,
like a stain in the heart
that cannot be removed,
like every slamming, crushing,
fierce and mortal thing
that cannot be undone,
except by love.
See also grief.
exiles child 