Although I was
finding a poem-a-day was a drifting, it was not the lack of ideas. The number of Haiku, written in one day, below shows this I bellieve. Maybe the challenge was just running out of steam after a few weeks. Miss one day and it is easier to miss another. As the missed days mount
up it becomes easier to miss yet more. A form of procrastination perhaps?
Or perhaps it
was finding the time? I was creating Haiku in very short breaks or whilst
walking along. I found it easy to remember the three lines and write them down
in my notebook in seconds. Whereas, longer poems need to be recorded and edited
more fully; sometimes several times before considering an initial posting.
Maybe it is a
compounding of both reasons.
Or maybe I am
analysing things too much?
What ever the
cause, I need to find the time each day to write. I have been writing poems in
my notebook as I go – on the fly as it were. Maybe I should be capturing ideas
and use them later at a time set aside for the poem. At least this way there is
no excuse for procrastination. If the notes don’t work, then use some of the
many prompts I have been collecting in the last post.
Whatever, here are eleven Haiku which I wrote yesterday. I have been toying with this poetry form for three days and they do seem to come particularly easily. Of course whilst enjoying writing I am unsure about wether I am staying true to the themes and "rules" of Haiku, see Haiku Heights a blog giving weekly prompts for Haiku (what else?) and gives a definition and rules for various Haiku (?) forms.
One question; Should Haiku be titled?
Warm sun, bright blue sky;
Holiday season arrives.
Sad; my work begins.
Happy tree gives shade,
Relief from the burning sun
Rest awhile; give thanks
Silver trunk grows straight
Whispering leaves, wind blown
Silver birch grows tall
Relax time passes
Your turn will come, learn, enjoy
Anticipation.
Harsh words cause real pain.
Take care speak gently my friend,
For pain brings harsh words
A gate stands open
Will you enter discover
Its destination
Mysteries abound
Dark forces intent on harm
Meditate; stay calm
Original art
Born within the artist’s mind
Creativity.
Existence is now
What came before is unknown
Accept and believe.
Faster, faster still
Rushing getting nowhere fast
Slowdown, relax, live
Modernity rules
Excuses many faux pas
Give me the old days
Holiday season arrives.
Sad; my work begins.
Happy tree gives shade,
Relief from the burning sun
Rest awhile; give thanks
Silver trunk grows straight
Whispering leaves, wind blown
Silver birch grows tall
Relax time passes
Your turn will come, learn, enjoy
Anticipation.
Harsh words cause real pain.
Take care speak gently my friend,
For pain brings harsh words
A gate stands open
Will you enter discover
Its destination
Mysteries abound
Dark forces intent on harm
Meditate; stay calm
Original art
Born within the artist’s mind
Creativity.
Existence is now
What came before is unknown
Accept and believe.
Faster, faster still
Rushing getting nowhere fast
Slowdown, relax, live
Modernity rules
Excuses many faux pas
Give me the old days
Hope that you enjoyed reading these and if so please come back as I intend to carry on creating these little poems. You can also read more about my challenge ( a poem-a-day) on my Squidoo website, A Poem-a-day. Thanks for getting this far.
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