Haiku — The First Line

So Haiku is a three-line poem. The creation of Haiku originated in Japan and if you click on this site, it will give you more info. It has a rhythm of syllables (17 in all) in a 5/7/5 pattern, but it’s not about rhyming. It is generally meant to express a thought about nature in a single moment that uses strong imagery and, perhaps, sometimes brings enlightenment or an awareness.

Yeah, well —

sometimes I break the rules. So is any of what I’ve written below true Haiku? Who cares — because last night I was inspired to write — and so if the Muse says, “It’s a go,” then who am I to argue with the Muse? I find it useless to do so; I never win. I hope you don’t mind my indulgence; and I hope that one or two of my attempts speaks to you.

And just so you know, I’m already working on the second batch. I thought I’d write 5 (which is what I’m offering here), then I’d write 7 in a different post (which I’ll entitle “The Second Line), and then I’d write another 5 for the third post (which I’ll entitle “The Third Line.) Then, the sets of poem will mimic the same line format as a Haiku poem. Clever or lame, that’s the way it is.

Once I wrote these first five down, I started playing around with them and much to my surprise, I found that the lines became almost interchangeable from poem to poem, especially in keeping with the 5/7/5 format. So you might want to play around with the lines from these different poems, as well —  if you’re so inclined. You have my blessing!

So for instance, I thought these three different lines worked together well that I’d taken from three different poems I wrote below —

 

Broken and faded

Sifting, sorting, letting go

The bottom drops out

 

or

 

Broken and faded

Your smile and laughter remain

The bottom drops out

 

or even better

 

The bottom drops out

Your smile and laughter remain

Broken and faded

 

See what I mean? Anyway, here are my five original Haiku thoughts/poems. I hope they inspire you! Please let me know if they do.

 

 

The bottom drops out

Endlessly I fall through time

Days, months, years — the same

********************

To become again

Sifting, sorting, letting go

An open secret

********************

Even though you’re gone

Your smile and laughter remain

And joy — boundless joy

********************

Attempts to reach you

Disconnected and alone

Broken and faded

********************

Almost, almost, all

Most of all is all the most

Unless it is not

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