Good Morning Haiku

good morning haiku

waiting for instinctive verse

with morning coffee

Thank you Larry (Maven101) for suggesting the concept of morning haiku - making a habit to put aside a little time each day to allow haiku to emerge. I have been doing this for a while now and sometimes nothing appears to be coming through - but it’s still enjoyable. And sometimes, I’m delighted with the emergence of new haiku to enjoy. I hope you enjoy these and that you are inspired to write your own.

I respect and admire the Haiku tradition but I don't get overly concerned about following the strict format of haiku rules. I do allow a compact portrayal to emerge of what I am trying to express, and let it come across in the 5,7,5 syllable format.

There are many references and tips on how to write haiku, here are some basic guidelines:

• Haiku poems consist of 5, 7, 5 syllables in three lines.
• Try to write a haiku only about what actually happens to you.
• Write when you have been deeply moved.
• Keep it honest, simple, clear and modest.
• Try not to explain, it should need no explanation.
• Try not to express feelings in words, let the concrete action speak for itself.
• The cutting divides the Haiku in two parts with a certain imaginative distance between the two sections. Line one and two should be different images. Line three brings the two images together.
• Each Haiku must contain a kigo, a season word which indicates which season the Haiku is set. For example cherry blossoms indicate spring, snow winter etc. The season word isn’t always that obvious.

Reading verse can be like eating delicious chocolate - so much more pleasurable when it melts slowly in your mouth; so much less rewarding when you snap off big chunks and bolt them whole, all but un-tasted. In our age, one of the glories of poetry is that it remains an art that demonstrates the virtues and pleasures of taking your time. Read out loud. Among the pleasures of poetry is the sheer physical, sensual, textural, tactile pleasure of feeling the words on your lips, tongue, teeth and vocal chords. Allow the images and the meaning to present themselves to you without looking for them, and enjoy.

subtle purple sky

silhouetted icy trees

a winter morning

painted countryside

leaves like freckles on the snow

designer weather

silently moving

perspective in the distance

yet going nowhere

early pink blue sky

every morning like haiku

artists impression

on water frozen

you are standing on the lake

don’t your feet get cold

solitary bird flies

disturbing the illusion

life is a painting

the call for colour

i can hear it through the grey

from a helpless sky

the impact of sound

cutting through silent morning

presenting the day

good morning haiku

with a little bit of harp

I’m playing the blues

awakening light

promises of a new day

streaks across the sky

looked into the dark

waiting for inspiration

no instinctive verse