Haiku Fall 2007

Haiku from Craft of Writing IV, Fall 2007

The following haiku "master's rules" were set as guides for the haiku session:

1. Sensuous images
2. Two things related but with gap between them
3. Fragment and phrase mode
4. 12-17 syllables
5. Present tense
6. Minimalize the "I"
7. Use plain language
8. No rhyme or overt metaphor
9. Reduce punctuation

Ashley Horton

Temporarily blind
The road once there is now gone
Misty evening fog

Morning silence
Smelling coffee from a far
The day has started

Glassy view
No waves from boats today
The lake is all alone

Suzana Sousa

clouds of gray above
storm comes loudly
rain splashes down

golden trees aligned
leaves fall gently
squirrels climbing

Jared Sturges

Sheen on the moon, glance
View the craters from afar
Closer than you think

Michael Cockburn

syringe filled,
full of joy
syringe empty,
filled with sadness.

Thomas Perkins

gravestones reflecting sunlight
bleached dry grass
stirred by drafts

shafts of light
red and yellow hang in trees

green and brown windfalls rot
bees collect and circle

Mark Ferry

blue skies and green treetops
air filled with scents
no birds in the sky

toys scattered across the floor
giggling from the bedroom
nursery rhymes

Rong Khleing

wave crashes
board gone under
surfs back to shore

sleep
cousin of death
bright light end of road

Alison Kass

Shadows on the brick wall
Black leaf shapes
Dance all night

Anonymous Haiku
Hide behind words
No one will ever know

Today comes
Without fail
Every single year

Jennifer Burks

open mailbox
stuffed with leaves
birdhouse

haiku assignment forces
early retirement

Nicole Pelella

two walk, hands held
preoccupied pair
separated by silence

Kristen Andreoli

Staring in the mirror
She smiles, brightly-
baby faced.

Eyelids flickering,
quickly blinking. I am
awake, cruel sun.

Kevin Albohn

Cool morning with colored leaves.
Fog across the warm water.
Winter is approaching.

Silence… except for
the flock of morning doves
picking seeds from the snow.

He steals the puck
Silence in the air… he shoots
Goal horn blasts, the crowd cheers

Nick Jacobowski

rolling on the ground
climbing up curtains
catnip

quiet parking lot
old man panhandling
people watching

Jonathan Goldman

Boat flees the shore
Roar from the bright sky
Fire on the Euphrates River

Furious eyes meet
Slow trigger squeeze
Pile of limbs

Unmistakable sound
A close gunshot
Face covered in red

Blinding sun burns my face
Vacant eyes look up from the grass
Rigor mortis

Night covers the earth
Able to see clear as day
Fear in his eyes

Moving with stealth
Over the sleeping man
Tightly grip his throat

Thomasina Murray

a nest weaved
between the window
four open bills

two candles reflect
two empty plates
the essence of love

sun light seeps through
the closed blind
room no longer dark

four steps a head
four steps behind
the shadow never caught

No screaming
No singing
No running water coming from the kitchen sink

The leaves are red
The leaves are greenish brown
A worn out tire hangs from the tree

Red leaves
Brown leaves
Green leaves
A ladybug is crawling on the tire

No dog barking, no laughter,
no creaking noises coming from the stairs
A worn tire hanging from the tree.

Kevin DeNunzio

Light switch on
Moth attracted
into the spiders trap

abandoned forest
century old campground
teenage graffiti

Two lovers
One shadow
Nothing else

Tree half dead
Breaths create clouds
on a clear starry night

aged dandelion
stands among
freshly cut grass

Amanda Blois

warmth brighter than any sun
melts darkness
grandma's love

tomato juice fills the lawn
with echoes of angry shouts
wet dog smell

Jake Kara

Charcoal windows
Kitten head-butts my ribs
Good morning

Thud! scratch. . .
Light flickers beneath the door
. . . little paws – meoooooow

Tinny speakers play good jazz
On an ice cream shop porch
A girl and boy smile