Haiku Friday. ‘Cold’, a haiku trilogy.

‘Cold’, a haiku trilogy.

1. Cold
It’s so cold in here.
Icicles within your stare
doth make me shiver.

2. Distant
To cross this tundra,
where wind, snow and ice, doth reign.
Find a way to you.

3. Frozen
Frozen statue, me.
Fear hath made me what I am.
Fear won’t let me go.

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Haiku Friday. ‘Caught, Caged and Sentenced’. A haiku trilogy.

Caught, Caged and Sentenced. A haiku trilogy.

Caught
You have trapped me here.
I once wandered, so lonely,
until your net fell.

Caged
I am in your cage,
your pristine cell; I’m locked in,
pacing back and forth.

Sentenced
Will you set me free?
Or will you taunt and tease me,
then leave me to rot?

Oh, delicious haiku! Your 5/7/5 syllable structure had me at ‘hello’. Or maybe that should be ‘haiku’.

Steve 🙂

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Haiku Friday. ‘Dressed to Kill’, a haiku trilogy.

Dressed to Kill. A haiku trilogy.

1. Dressed

Dressed to kill, you are;
A fortunate turn for me,
can’t avert my eyes.

2. High

You float on high heels,
that could puncture my heart through
like Cupid’s arrow.

3. Gone

In an instant, gone;
Another mystery, you.
The past is fleeting.

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Haiku Friday. ‘Star Shells Sing’ – a haiku trilogy.

Star Shells Sing. A haiku trilogy.

1. Star

See the stars above,
sing songs of restless passion.
I know how they feel.

2. Shells

I would take them all;
capture all the star-bright shells,
cast them on your shore.

3. Sing

My shore-stars would sing
a melody of longing,
music just for you.

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Haiku Friday. ‘Watery Kiss’, a haiku trilogy.

Watery Kiss. A haiku trilogy

1. Concrete
My feet are concrete.
I swim the depths of my heart.
Ocean bottom calls.

2. Goldfish
My lungs filling up.
liquid in mouth, on the brain.
Goldfish down, am I.

3. Calcified
Funereal bliss.
Watery embrace, you call.
Calcified love; gone.

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Haiku Friday. ‘Judas’, a haiku trilogy.

Judas. A haiku trilogy.

1. Judas
Please, don’t put your faith
in a Judas such as he.
He will always fail.

2. Wanting
He betrays himself
in every scattered thought
and comes up wanting.

3. Better
Better to find one
who will love you as they should,
and not as he would.

Haiku Friday. ‘Sands’. A haiku trilogy.

Sands. A haiku trilogy.

1. Beachhead
Beachhead: we arrive.
They abscond over the dune
sea, we soon give chase.

2. Flight
The flight of the few.
Seeking life beyond the dust,
they long to escape.

3. Lost
The sand shifts under
foot, the minuscule grains flow.
The chased are soon lost.

Haiku Friday. ‘Renewal’, a haiku trilogy.

Renewal. A haiku trilogy

1. Passage
Please, grant me passage
that this testament should see
another sunset.

2. Buried
And here I lie, buried
underground. A cadaver
for your amusement.

3. Daybreak
I will claw my way
back from this intransigence
to taste the daybreak.

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Haiku, I love you.
Let me count the syllables.
Five-seven-five. Mmmmmm…

See what I did there?

Cheers

Steve 🙂

Haiku Friday. ‘Lost Muse’. A haiku trilogy.

Lost Muse. A haiku trilogy

1. Purpose
When it takes its leave.
Gone: the purpose, the will and
the testimony.

2. Black
Where do we exist,
now that the sun is dimmed,
fallow and so spent.

3. Steps
What I would give to
hold her hand. Another step
beyond this despair.

My love for the 5/7/5-syllable majesty of Japanese haikus will never dim. As will my longing for my muse, no matter how hard I try to extinguish it.

Steve 🙂

Haiku Friday. ‘Bereft’, a haiku trilogy.

Bereft. A haiku trilogy.

1. Ebb
The last ebb of life,
seeping like sweat from my pores.
Let it go, you fool.

2. Ash
My heart is sliced
from my chest, burned alive;
all feeling, now ash.

3. Bereft
My solution lost
upon a sea bereft of
possibility.

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Well, I hope you’ve had a better week than me.

Steve 🙂

Haiku Friday. ‘Wings’, a haiku pentalogy.

Wings – a haiku pentalogy

1. Moment
One tragic moment
to turn your heart into ice;
extinguish the flame.

2. Deficiency
Such deficiency
within your mind, body and soul.
Pray you find the light.

3. Your Turn
Heaven weeps tonight
with all the unworthy souls.
Is it your turn now?

4. Redeemed
Walk the endless night,
a tightrope of redemption.
Return on gold wings.

5. Open Arms
Dare you try to fly
into heaven’s open arms?
The earth holds you firm.

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Wow, this became a bit of a 5/7/5 syllable opus.

Oh well, sometimes poems have a literal life of their own.

Cheers

Steve 🙂

Haiku Friday. Anxiety. A Haiku Trilogy.

Anxiety. A haiku trilogy.

1. Harbinger
Tingling on your skin,
harbinger of darker things.
The skies open wide.

2. Run
Run while you still can,
‘fore this acid rain melts you.
Too much weight to bear.

3. Hide
You can’t hide from this.
A pall hangs over you that
doggedly consumes.


I suffer from anxiety, but manage it much more effectively now than I did a few years ago.

These haikus are for all the anxiety sufferers out there.

Stay strong

Steve 🙂

My first book of poetry, The All or the Nothing, is available now as an e-book from most online distributors. To find out more, click here.

Haiku Friday. Three freaky haikus.

Message
I got a message,
anonymous, confusing.
“Don’t wait up,” it said.

Nerd
Glasses, weird hair cut,
quirky disregard for all.
“Grab a seat, player!”

Dog
All dogs love me so.
Must be my cool aftershave.
Or meat in pocket.

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Haikus, those wonderful little 5/7/5 syllable Japanese poems, are usually serious.

I decided serious is not for me, today.

Cheers

Steve 🙂

Haiku Friday. Three Haikus pour vous!

Fence Sitter
Here in your desert,
every choice a mirage;
each oasis lost.

Silence
Shy, foolish man child, 
so terminally quiet.
Silence will end you.

Bloom
I wish love would bloom.
In the field of broken hearts,
loneliness grows strong.

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Well, it’s that time of the week again. Haiku Friday demands three line poems with a 5/7/5 syllable structure. 

And what Haiku Friday demands, it gets!

Cheers

Steve 🙂

Haiku Friday. Yep, it’s a thing, now.

 

Ahead. A Haiku Trilogy.

 

Mouth
The subversive grin
Making mellifluous voice
A love explosion

Eyes
Eyes of deep regret
Wash away your highest hopes
Rivers to the sea

Ears
What bitter sounds made
Cannot be unheard again
Forever doubting

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It’s Haiku Friday. (Yeah, I made it a thing last week. I can do that. I think.)

Here’s some Haiku I composed, just for you.

Cheers

Steve 🙂

Haiku Friday. Three haikus in a row.

Congregation

This congregation
What secrets are kept in here
Hidden agendas

Tai Chi

Slow and graceful moves
All mindfulness and mystique
Far too many forms

Prayer

Bend my knee to Thou
Communicate by steeple
Wait for an answer

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If you’ve followed me for a while you will know I absolutely love Japanese Haiku, with its 5/7/5 syllable structure. Here’s a few I wrote recently.

I think I’ll make Haiku Friday my ‘thing’ for Fridays. Just because.

Cheers

Steve 🙂

PS Want to read some more Haiku? Whereku? Hereku

On the Shelf. A haiku trilogy.

Lost

Another friend lost
Empty space upon the shelf
Whispered remembrance

Alone

Walking in my sleep
Dreaming alone as always
Isolationist

Reflections

Friendship, charity?
Mature reflections adrift
Empty shelf beckons


Friendships can be hard to find and to keep, especially as one grows older. If you’re an introvert it can make it even harder. It’s not easy to find someone you connect with and let it grow to a point where you can say you are ‘real’ friends, rather than acquaintances.

I recently lost a good friend. Lots of reasons why: circumstances, distance, family commitments, time. I’m not really sure why people ‘disconnect’. In a world where communication over distance is so much easier than before, you wouldn’t think it would be an issue.

But that’s how the cookie crumbles. I have less friends in my life now than I ever had, but the ones I have left remain true. And sometimes that’s all you can hope for.

Steve

Three Loves. A Haiku Trilogy.

Film Lover
Movie watching love
My shared escapism
Better with a friend

Tabletop Gamer
Playing RPGs
Becoming a new person
Only for a night

Guitar Player
Guitar strings strummed
Emote in rhythm and rhyme
Musicality

Down. A Haiku Trilogy.

Hole
Depression returns
Bottomless hole inside you
Who will fill it in

Stay
Anxiety strikes
Enemy insurgency
I’ll stay home today

Tears
Unending clown tears
Laugh and cry until daybreak
Carnival sadness

Haiku and You. Three poems (but not a trilogy).

Return to Sender
You give but don’t get
Your love returns to sender
A sea of mail lost

Man’s Best Friend
Ten years with my dog
Plucky and redoubtable
I still miss her so

To Read
Books, they fill my shelf
Adventure seeds the dream clouds
How I love the rain

Haiku! 5/7/5 syllable love. Here’s a few I wrote the other day. 🙂

Workout. A Haiku Trilogy.

Endorphins
Working out can hurt
Endorphins overload me
Pain and rush, so good

Gains
Just one last rep, man
Lactic acid overdrive
But what gains I make

Weight
The weight of my world
Bench press, squats, rows, curls, pull ups
Take my cares away

The Dance. A Haiku Trilogy.

Awkward

Somewhat awkward glance
I should look her in the eye
My reservation

Enigmas

Small talk at table
Wondering if she’s like me
Enigmatic souls

Fear

I should ask her out
Fear gets the better of me
Together alone


Love myself some haiku. No better way to express poetic whiles then in the confines of a 5/7/5 syllabic structure. I could build a wealth of poems on such a foundation.

You can read more of my haikus here.

Driven. A Haiku Trilogy.

Obscured

Drive into the fog
Feel the way, your headlights bold
The road obscured

Consequence

Lights are up ahead
Highlighting consequences
You down shift the gears

Path

Your fate in reverse
Go back up the road you came
Take a better path

‘Love/Hate’ – a Haiku Trilogy 

Love/Hate

Love, why do you hate?
Opposition comforts you
Like heat in winter

Distance

Thirteen miles away
The distance might be light years
A cosmos to you

Landing

Heavy gravity
Trajectory uncertain
Final crash landing

D&D. A haiku tetralogy.

Dice

Polyhedral dice
In your hand, controlling fate
Hack! Slash! “Die, monster!”

Delve

Deep dungeon delving
Party of five outsiders
Death or glory here

Dauntless

“My hit points are low”
Rest or spells to recover
“Ready? Time to smash!”

Dire

“Awful acting, yeah?”
Comedic celebration
Shared gaming love


These haiku are about my love of tabletop role playing games (RPGs), particularly Dungeons and Dragons (D&D). I loooooove RPGs.

Don’t know what D&D and RPGs are? Read about them here and here.

Trois Haiku

Telecaster

Weaving ecstasy 
Musica Exotica
Telecaster Love

Chemo

Cancerous growth
Burning fear, tempus fugit 
Walk a straighter path

Nightmare

Veil of sleep, behind
Tormented dream, deja vu
Woe begotten tide

 

I will forever adore the Haiku and its mystical 5/7/5 syllable structure. Here are three I composed this morning.

Haiku Triplet

Ego Trap

Ego overtook
Speed trap coming up on right
Slowing down, humbly

FHL

Faith, hope, love, always
Far beyond the veil and pale
My belief in you

Trigger

Gripping the gun tight
Trigger finger, so itchy
Targets never know

 

Haiku, haiku, haiku!

I loves it, yes I does, precious! 5/7/5 syllables, precious. Goods enough to eats, it is…

Online Date Tragedy. A Haiku Trilogy.

Online Date Tragedy

Profile

Look at her profile
Magic encapsulated
Is that photo real?
 
Meeting

Nervously waiting
Looks nothing like her photo
Not much in common
 
Failing

Apologetic
And good luck with your soul search
A face palm moment

 

Okay, so I got tired of writing dark poetry. This one’s a little amusing. And 5/7/5 syllable Haiku’s are entirely appropriate for short-lived non-romances.

This is based on my own experiences, of course. I’m sure other people have a great time on their online dates.

‘The Curious Mind’ – a haiku trilogy

OCD

A love of patterns
Obsessive, compulsively
The brain so focused

Again

Walking in circles
Logical circumvention
Freedom lost again

Gone

Short attention span
Passing in sixty seconds
Out of mind and sight


The 5/7/5 syllable structure of haiku allows for wonderful poetic experimentation.

My obsession with haiku in threes is almost like the compulsion I wrote about here.

Haiku(n see you)

Edge

This edge, razor sharp
Ballet that tests your mettle  
One misstep: deep cuts

Rip

Her eyes, hidden depths
Breaking the surface tension
Rip tide, drowning me

Spirit

Stronger now, I walk
Inside my mind’s eye, I dream
Universally

 

I love writing Haiku – 5/7/5 syllabic compounds of poetic magic.

It’s like baking a very small, very tasty, cake. Only better.

Haiku x 3

Hearts

Hearts collide as one
Messaging like lightning seeds
Bodies entwined

Glory

Whispers in the air
Glory is the mind that thinks
No longer a slave

Flown

Twisted words, she said
Love has flown far, he replied
Walk away, remorse

 

How many times do I have to mention that I love Haiku and its 5/7/5 syllable structure?

Here are three completely unrelated Haiku I wrote a few minutes ago.

Haiku indeed

Two
The moth and the flame
What games they play together
Long before the sun

Worthy
God smiles on me here
His infinite majesty
Pray I am worthy

Repose
Guitar sits silent
Resting gently in repose
Awake! Time has come!


I can’t escape those evocative 5/7/5 syllable structures.

I’m still composing in triplets, but not a trilogy, this time.

Broken Bottle. A Haiku Trilogy

Blur

Your vision blurred
Atonement dressed in black
Alcohol prevails

Used

The empty bottle
Your eye peers at the bottom
All the lonely dregs

After

Drunken slumbering
Nothing but spirit-soaked 
More dreams of limbo

 

Ah, haiku. My favourite 5/7/5 syllable verse form. Back to writing in threes, which seems to flow naturally for me.

There was a time when I used to drink a lot. I don’t drink anymore. And I’m better for it.

Haiku very much

The ‘Here, Now, Broken’ Trilogy

Untouchable

So close, one could touch
The dreams inside of being
Untouchable, here.

Apocalypse

So close, burning heart
The fires of hell ignited
Apocalypse, now.

Retreat

So close, far away
Now, the instant of regret
Retreating, broken.

 

The Japanese Haiku’s 5/7/5 syllable structure is a source of great enjoyment and wonder for me.

I don’t know why I write Haiku’s in groups of three. I just do.

The Veil of Love. A Haiku Trilogy.

The Veil of Love (a Haiku Trilogy)

Blind

Two make lust make love
Their empty hearts clamouring  
Blindly revealed

Veil

Their fears awakened
A corruption internal
The red veil lifted

Apogee

Point of no return
A course correction applied
Zero apogee

 

This came to me this morning. I love Haiku – it’s simple 5/7/5-syllable structure is challenging, but allows one to speak volumes with its brevity.

Haiku, haiku, haiku. Bless you

Lost

Dark enshrouds my heart
Fingers find walls of regret
Navigating blind

Gravity

Gravity I bear
Atlas never knew such weight
My lingering doubts

Memento

The last bitter pill
Twist the knife deep inside me
Memento of you

Some haikus I wrote – Japanese poems based on a 5/7/5 syllable structure. Like I said, I’m in a poem-writing mood.

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