Haiku no fake who
Go to mountain shout Haiku
Echo back, more Haiku's
haiku by Ken e Hall
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Haiku, stay with me..
Haiku, I feel so lonely..
Haiku, you and me.
haiku by Spiritual Seeker
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a haiku said once,
where do you get your haiku?
from a haiku tree
haiku by Chris Bowen
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i want to haiku
i told haiku and he said
haiku, chris, haiku
haiku by Chris Bowen
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Non-haiku
it was you who one day wrote a haiku
and she counted
on the strictest 5/7/5
or the 5/7/5/77 count
you do not really know what haiku is
you just like to write
and say anything your heart wants to say
in your brokenness
nurturing day and night your broken heart
when she left you for another uglier man
this really hurts
you are smart
the next day, the title of your poem changed
non-haiku for you
how can i argue?
with a smart broken-hearted ass?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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dear Poet Haiku
if me see another copycat haiku
me surely go cuckoo
haiku by Raj Arumugam
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haiku, dance for me
so haiku spins 'round the house
turning and spinning
haiku by Chris Bowen
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haiku and blues clues
haiku loves blue and steven
'write me in, 'he says
haiku by Chris Bowen
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humbly haiku
i beg you to give me poems
haiku said, no way
haiku by Chris Bowen
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myself and haiku
went downtown shoppin for rhymes
haiku said no way
haiku by Chris Bowen
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i write to haiku
although haiku is lil weird
and they can hear us
haiku by Chris Bowen
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a haiku outside
he comes to my window, says
haiku's are happ'nin
haiku by Chris Bowen
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haiku, where are you?
haiku's outside my window
jumping up and in
haiku by Chris Bowen
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well, damn! if my haiku
is not haiku
i’ll just call it rajku!
haiku by Raj Arumugam
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On Nippon border
flies a Phoenix bird – Haiku,
now saved from the fire;
like a violin
my reborn soul is singing
tanka by Dumitru Roşu from Haiku: Magazine of Romanian – Japanese Relationships (2007), translated by Dumitru Roşu
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haiku is essence concept Japanese
haiku should be art dramatic written in
calligraphy stylish riches Japanese
haiku by Terence George Craddock
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Buried By Haiku
I'm here
amongst the huge pile of haiku.
Can you see me?
I hope you do.
I've been buried here
and I don't know what to do.
Each time I post a poem..
it gets buried by haiku! !
haiku plays the horn
in the haiku marching band
he plays a kazoo
haiku by Chris Bowen
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Haiku
I must fess up
to my ignorance
but I thought
Haiku
was some type
of flake
when I was accused
of submitting
short poems
that didn't measure up
to the mathematical equation
of the Haiku
she must have overlooked
my poems
had more lines
than Flinders Street Station.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Hum The Haiku is a Funny Bird
The Haiku is a funny bird
Which roosts not in a tree,
It looks around with wondrous eye
And whispers much to me.
He looks him up, he looks him down,
He looks around the fields and town,
And when his wondrous eyes do caper
It's time to grab a pen and paper.
For then the Haiku shows his skill
And sets to verse most anything;
I fold my hands and grateful bow
Then feed him fish or sometimes chow.
poem by Mill Field
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Haiku In Colours
van gogh
in the field
etching haiku
onto canvas
each stroke
a colourful haiku
for posterity
sunflowers
eleven brothers vie
for attention
the fortunate ones
coloured bright yellow
the rest resign
themselves to fate
bow humbly
and live in the others' shadows
eleven lucky blooms
worth more than a hundred millions
they do not fit into my pot
but in my heart they blaze in glory, always
van gogh's genius pours
unrelentingly
from eye to eye,
heart to heart
igniting the artist's passion
in each of us
once in a while, i too feel like
etching haiku in colours
encapsulating that extraordinary moment
ideas in wondrous colours, shapes and dreams
so that they too would turn out to be loving works of insanity
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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