Haiku and Senryu: Take Three
Here is what I know:
Late last night the crickets sang,
tumbling round the room.
Where I want to go
is an enigma to me—
who knows the answer?
Just reading the words
released her from misery—
handwritten letter.
The arduous climb
would have been much easier
had we been weightless.
Somewhere in Kansas
you may gather elements
for your last supper.
In a fairy tale,
you might become a clear glass,
holding cherry wine.
A circle of stones,
rare as forgotten language,
beckons me to come.
hidden from my sight
dark pulsations of my blood
beating time on bone
When you first began,
you felt your life was spacious—
even in winter.
As a wanderer,
home has lost its grip on you—
stones are your pillows.
We suspect the song
that winds like a spasm of grief
round the heart of night.
She watered fruit trees
the day bombs fell on Baghdad—
rapid her praying.
© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
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Late last night the crickets sang,
tumbling round the room.
Where I want to go
is an enigma to me—
who knows the answer?
Just reading the words
released her from misery—
handwritten letter.
The arduous climb
would have been much easier
had we been weightless.
Somewhere in Kansas
you may gather elements
for your last supper.
In a fairy tale,
you might become a clear glass,
holding cherry wine.
A circle of stones,
rare as forgotten language,
beckons me to come.
hidden from my sight
dark pulsations of my blood
beating time on bone
When you first began,
you felt your life was spacious—
even in winter.
As a wanderer,
home has lost its grip on you—
stones are your pillows.
We suspect the song
that winds like a spasm of grief
round the heart of night.
She watered fruit trees
the day bombs fell on Baghdad—
rapid her praying.
© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Haiku My Heart at Recuerda Mi Corazon here
More The Sunday Whirl poems, Wordle 34 here
More Share the Joy Thursday ruminations here
More Thursday Poets’ Rally Week 58 here
More The Poetry Pantry #79 poems here
More The Purple Treehouse haiku here
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Posted on December 14, 2011, in haiku, Haiku My Heart, senryu, Share the Joy Thursday, The Poetry Pantry, The Purple Treehouse, The Sunday Whirl, Thursday Poets' Rally. Bookmark the permalink. 19 Comments.
Wow, the wordle sparked a flood of haiku for you, didn’t it? That last one is really powerful.
These are gorgeous!
These are wonderful! It seems almost a shame to post them all at once! I love these!
http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/12/14/wow/
very vivid imagery, admirable Haikus.
wow, awesome words:)
First and eighth are my favorites, though they’re all lovely. Does spasm really only have one syllable? I feel conflicted 😉
Yes, “spasm” is a one-syllable word, although when most people (including me) say it, it sounds like two syllables. No wonder you’re conflicted! 🙂
Your words are like a barrage of sensations – erotic/exotic touches of far away places and legend + like elusive sylphs! Magnetising!
This has got to be one of my favorite comments ever! Delicious! Thank you, Gemma! 🙂
nice one 🙂
in a fairy tale you might become a clear glass holding cherry wine… LOVE THAT!!!!! 🙂 clever use of the words here poet! nicely done!!!
http://magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com/2011/12/15/on-the-dock-where-summer-lied/
A circle of stones,
rare as forgotten language,
beckons me to come
This haiku/senryu I love the most. Nicely done and well balanced. Thank you for sharing.
Happy Rally!
These are great! “We suspect the song / that winds like a spasm of grief / round the heart of night.” is my favorite, though. I love the idea of a song winding – cool image!
This is the best, most delicious post you’ve ever done. I’m coming back to savor it again and again. Magnifico!
you were definitely on a roll with all of these
Very powerful images, MMT.
Rosie
Wonderful words! Thank you for sharing. Vivid in imagery!
-Erick Flores
visual and eloquent words.
fabulous…
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