In the stillness of
deep night you can hear corn grow
and speak with spirits
CBT
In the stillness of
our lonely room my heart thumps
to fill the silence.
CBT
In the stillness of
this foggy morning a
jet drones through unseen
CBT
If anyone cares to join in this haiku 'exercise' I'd love to see what you come up with.
Cynthia
Hi, Steve,
Thanks for your comment about the content, the 'aha' moment. I think the words of a haiku should flash outwardly and inwardly, like a diamond well-cut.
I know 'English' haiku has a broad brush with syllables these days, but I still enjoy the pleasure of 5/7/5, even aware that it does not equate Japanese syllabification.
Please sort me out between haiku and senryu, if you don't mind.
Quietings of age
feeling the real meaningless
chatterings of youth
Changed mine!
In the stillness of
This autumnal windlessness
One leaf pirouettes
Oops - my error in not following the first line.
Duh!
In the stillness of
a quiet mind
my imagination runs riot.
In the stillness of
this dark melancholia
catastrophe stirs
<Deleted User> (13947)
Thu 15th Oct 2015 22:50
Cynthia, I love this idea :) And so today during my lunch break I decided to give it a go.
In the stillness of
the early morning quiet
I moan out your name.
In the stillness of
this autumnal silentness
one leaf pirouettes.
Could never figure out whether the syllables should be strictly counted or only stressed.
Lynn Hamilton
Thu 15th Oct 2015 20:31
In the stillness of
My bated breath
I hold, release and escape
<Deleted User> (13762)
Thu 15th Oct 2015 20:04
in the stillness of
your arms I can almost find
my true happiness
in the stillness of
death black crows peck at my eyes
and tear at my flesh
in the stillness of
time what will become of me
dark oblivion?
Seems like fun. I'm a stranger to the format but here goes:
The rising sun blinks through the blind
I close my eyes and sink back
Seeking refuge in my dreams.
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Steve Higgins
Tue 3rd Nov 2015 21:06
In the stillness of the afternoon
My beer grows warm,
In the sun . .