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Haiku are a form of Japanese poetry that are written in three lines with a syllable count of five, seven, five. But don't let that stop you writing whatever you like. There are no fascists here and any contribution you wish to make is welcome. Here we seek the sublime, and if we can't have that, we'll just have a laugh. It's all good.
With the current picture as your inspiration, pile in to the comments and have a go. At the end of the week I pick five and put them on the front page.
As the Japanese say - Let's enjoyment haiku!
9 comments:
Um... still working on mine.
NB. I found this picture on the net. Should the parents or the photographer miraculously find their way here, I do apologise for so blithely appropriating it. I ask forgiveness and say in defence that we are not using your baby's photo to sell anything or make money, but merely as inspiration for poetry. Marvellous photo by the way. Hats off.
chaos
completed, yet begins again
wonder..
thru halflight haze,
miracle and mystery
who are you?
cosmos
ok before haiku, I gotta say,because I can't resist, what a cutie!
Gaze upon the babe
Unsure, yet enamoured. Life.
The journey begins.
or/and:
Baby smell, heaven.
Raspberry tummy giggles
Snuggle together.
sigh......
Onya Pen,
I can't blame anyone for getting gooey with this photo.
As for me, I had a problem. It's been niggling me for a while but I wasn't able to put my finger on it until just now. Normally haiku come from an individual impression and in as few words as possible convey that impression. Here, under this arrangement, we do things arse about. We all get the picture first and then write something about it. We're not trying to convey the impression of the pic because everyone has seen it. Can you dig it?
So I wrote two haiku. The first is standard and conveys an impression to someone who hasn't seen the picture. For someone who has seen it and for whom this message might be banal I modified it.
Me, I like the first one.
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the warmth of embrace,
coalesce as dreams of love.
a baby sleeps
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the warmth of embrace,
coalesce as dreams of love.
student and teacher
wonderful stuff peepz:)
I like all them all!
kikz: great!
nobody: though they are both good, I lean to the first one myself.
as for my gooey haiku?
babies do that to me, and thoughts of my own child as an infant, inspired that one.
sour milk, molasses,
baby smell and baby smile.
kootchy kootchy koo!
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