Haiku Style Poems
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“Haiku Poems”
New Haiku added weekly to this folder. There are 93 poems in this folder; newest are now at the top.
why are you smiling
relieved to lay down burdens
any more questions
after a month passed
bleak life was listless before
now glad pouring sand
cold tendrils swirl thick
stumble blind seeking my soul
starving for spanking
too ordinary
flowers water sky leaves grass
exotic hues named
cold water washing
smooth sand ground from ancient rocks
tide takes away sin
hissing leaves
fluttering wings
FALLING RAIN
hissing wings
fluttering leaves
inhale fresh snowfall
rasp of flint sparks contentment
exhale nicotine
event horizon
moist eyes remember the third
still tasting your lips
cool mist beyond door
gravity tugs painted leaves
sun melts nightly dew
chirping chorus bursts
retrieve paper in driveway
fill soul with fresh air
broken waves lap shells
orange clouds gossamer twilight
sun drags thoughts away
dusk creeps on sandaled feet vespers calls cowls home shy glance shocking pink
poised on sharp canvas
scritch of steel slicing ash wood
graphite flakes tumbling
beams agitating
light slanting soft and brilliant
dull knife slaps palette
vibrant tangy oils
smush and blend holding to sun
swirls creating new
deft strokes mar surface
suggested lines create space
dab color with brush
mind’s eye holds vision
front porch with rockers and quilts
tart lemons turned sweet
fresh grass of deep green
picket fence thonk of child’s stick
dog barks in welcome
blank expanse defined
mortgage and bills forgotten
life rolls ever on
fresh green buds on twigs
chestnut hair curled round blossom
playful smile turns coy
Broken down transport
wet roads coming home found dog
chewing leather shoe
Just catching up now
after hiatus is past
love your words divine
visit every day
get my fix of poetry
fellow addicts here
Clouds swirl up above
people cower down below
no lights in home
Three girls loving barns
all have birthdays coming up
hay, hay sounds like fun
Pan plays notes of love
golden locks swirling in air
dancing in meadows
organ music plays
lion bobs girl squealing for joy
fireflies blink in dark
women throughout time
having fought our countries wars
deserve our respect
laughing child fills room
wistful smile do not grow up
hold in arms lover
bugle calls order
sergeant yells get out of bed
sun is up let’s run
clopping hooves echo
boots polished shining in sun
caisson follows horse
flag of cotton flies
colors of freedom and blood
tears of joy are shed
discipline honor
teamwork building loyalty
respect for buddies
poverty despair
a military career
for some offers hope
it’s hard to explain
racking up ill gotten gains
reporters a pain.
fractal flowing on
hydrogen two oxygen
clean water is life
echoes rattle loud
reflecting light flashing harsh
shows infinite space
Ya’know I may have
mentioned your turns of phrasing
pathways of the mind
a genius grumbles
the world stands still in horror
please say it ain’t so
broken heart crying
round body yearns for his touch
walk away in pain
Day woke slumbering
each color unique and fresh
drink deep of passion
sharp notes slice the air
hot cold bodies move and flow
improvisation
empty soul lost hope
days pass in endless longing
poor is not a crime
dreams chase bitter streets
once was loved in measure full
drained out long ago
pair of sisters eat
black and white on black and white
no gray soul allowed
red and tart hanging
quilt of downy white crystals
scent of spring lingers
moan of contentment
stuffed mouth licking and sucking
save room for dessert
roots seek nirvana
eating stone filling belly
eons later burp
Blossoms fade as dreams
Each spray a new beginning
Warmth of friendship blooms
Water corrodes stone
walls constructed with labor
washed away in tears
On black feathered wings
hopped from each pillar to post
croaked off with their heads
white linen pressed flat
raised voice spills heart on table
date ends in discord
Olive pressed for oil
Lamps light kindled faith of hope
Share our daily bread
light moves north daily
strident call flashy plumage
hooked beak rending flesh
Eternal white bones
heaped high in random patterns
melting in summer
friend’s grief cuts sharply
each sunrise on life’s journey
darkness covers soul
three windows white squares
two cats intent orange hunters
one moment downstream
round orb stone not cheese
flask of libations clear stream
howl trapped under glass
fluffed indignation
raspy voice calls incessant
millet overflows
Shades of dun and brown
Rippled withers soft to touch
Ears hear her soul smile
Soft petals falling
wind whips in dancing circles
pink turns red slowly
Cerulean blue
Ground ward plummets burnt orange wisps
Trails chariot’s wake
Day flees nights clutches
Frothing horses urged in chase
Golden gown too far
gentle tone above
fresh linen pressed and folded
thank you for dining
Love across the miles
tired wings soar ever closer
warm embrace strong arms
inescapable
desire flows in circuits
clashing climaxes
White crowns on green fir
Air whispers of secrets kept
Soon rainbow will bloom
Purple faces bask
Legs spindly from winters rest
Warm waters tempting
Green explosion soars
Reaches outward in splendor
Dappled light shimmers
each night the dark comes
visions of you in my mind
love swooping in dreams
delicate frosting
cakes hang on gracious green stems
trumpets herald spring
water corrodes stone
worms till segmented farmers
pierced on metal hooks
rest elusive night
ever chasing cotton tails
smell of lanolin
shards cut bloody stripes
learn painful lessons in life
self inflicts worst wounds
shrill ringing of phone
angry voices fade open
black words on white page
patterns beyond sight
carbon trade for oxygen
color smiles intrigue
Notes fall from budded branches as pale orb shrouded by mists rises
the way of yoga
difficulty arises
passes through food court
a steady droning
swirling blades of grass on green
golfers shrieking FORE
cracking of thunder
air vibrates with singing pipes
Harley rumbles by
waves cascading down
molecules dance in droplets
dark pines touch heaven
scents of solar winds
washed hues of primary tints
friendship black or white
needles make me faint
blood is drawn and I turn pale
not a good vampire
wake tired and sore
restless dreams burn precious fuel
I need a tune-up
one body wraps all
when six souls live within you
energy flows strong
breathe photons of light
consuming stored calories
beep of microwave
antiques show treasure
in glossed patina catch glimpse
pale dress floats in wood
the color yellow
an optical illusion
black is the true sun
my world keeps shrinking
outside the trees are blooming
inside my heart mourns
Thirteen moons have passed
Flowers wake feeling the warmth
Do they hear the clock
eroding sand falls
winter rain stirs fertile soil
stone gives way to buds
static ripples touch
reflections on skin drawn tight
boundary between
jellyfish migrate
warm currents stranded in death
translucent stingers
pale dusting of frost
eroding storm curling froth
bright shells dredged from deeps
a violin plays
she weeps for innocence lost
leaves turning umber
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