Quixotic haiku
shattered lances littering
wind mills of the mind
haiku by Ray Schreiber
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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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0333 Hungry for Romance
Mills and Boon, Mills and Boon,
ravish me - but not too soon...
Boon and Mills, Boon and Mills,
steam my specs with bedtime thrills...
(M&B - publishers of bodice-ripper romance, with strict rules for their writers)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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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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Inspector Mills
Inspector mills Id like to tell you bout a girl I saw
At a party just the other night in beverly hills
Inspector mills I hope you find her and it dont take long
Watch my feelings for her growing strong in a war of wills
Inspector mills
I cant attempt to point you in her direction
I didnt see her walking out of the door
If I had taken my time shed be standing here still
Inspector mills
I recall once in my life I felt this way before
But I let her go and closed the door, walk away
Inspector mills I cant attempt to show the hurt in me
And just how much I need the company; search the valleys and the hills
You gotta find her mr. mills
I cant attempt to point you in her direction
I was blinded by the look in her eyes
If I had taken my time shed be sitting here still
Inspector mills
Oo, someday soon I might be in love with her
Inspector mills I guess youve taken quite a look around
Guess Ive heard the word from underground, shes gone for good
Inspector mills is it any crime for a fool like me
Try to use your time cause I wanna see; you just send me the bill
Inspector mills, inspector mills
I cant attempt to point you in her direction
I didnt see her walking out of the door
If I had taken my time shed be lying here still
Inspector mills, inspector
I cant attempt to point you in her direction
I was blinded by the look in her eyes
If I had just followed through then I wouldnt be calling you
song performed by by America
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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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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This Is No Haiku
This is no haiku one can expect.
Expressed in one line Japanese verse.
Or separated into lines,
To give an English speaking mind...
Time to find profound definition.
To sit to meditate upon and reflect.
Seventeen sound units,
Divided into three parts...
Five units to start.
Seven in the middle.
And five to end.
With given specific syllables,
To have the reader read again.
Without comprehending,
The meaning a haiku intends.
This is no haiku one can expect.
Expressed in one line Japanese verse.
Or separated into lines,
To give an English speaking mind...
Time to find profound definition.
To sit to meditate upon and reflect.
Although not haiku,
Two shoes tied to one foot...
Does not make the other,
Less aware of obstacles.
Two shoes ties to a pair of feet,
Makes it easier to walk alone
On an adventured path.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Gulls
When the mist drives past and the wind blows high,
And the harbour lights are dim--
See where they circle, and dip and fly,
The grey free-lances of wind and sky,
To the water's distant rim!
Like spirits possessed of a fierce delight,
A courage that cannot fail,
They face the breakers--they face the night--
The mad storm-horses are silvery white,
They ride through the bitter gale!
They seem like the souls of the long, long lost,
Who breasted the ocean-main--
Vikings whose vessels were tempest-tossed,
Voyagers who sailed, whatever the cost,
And never came home again.
Or stranger and wilder fancy--it seems
As I hear their wind-torn cry,
No birds fly there through the sun's last gleams,
But the wraiths of hopes--the ghosts of dreams
That the old sea-gods saw die.
When the mist drives past and the wind blows high,
And the harbour lights are dim--
See where they circle, and dip and fly,
The grey free-lances of wind and sky,
To the far horizon's rim.
poem by Virna Sheard
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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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i write to haiku
although haiku is lil weird
and they can hear us
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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haiku, where are you?
haiku's outside my window
jumping up and in
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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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
Submitted by Dan Costinaş
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Streamlined or Not
Stands still
the mill.
It cannot grind
with the water
flowing slow or fast
that is past.
Yet tomorrow
old mills
destined to grind
and abrade.
Streamlined,
the future
often thrills.
And past mills,
unborn yet,
may rise
to pulverize
and grind
with future winds
blowing from
the mind.
poem by Paul Hartal
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