The Cracked Door – Daily Haikus
Reflections on life, the world, and society. Come explore with me.
Poems about writing poetry or writing in general
What is a haiku?
Five plus seven then five more
Just an equation?
Blast from the Past:
Inspiration comes
From within your minds eye but
So does writer’s block.
(I’m back with internet, able to post now. Over the next few days, you’ll see me post my haikus from the last few days.)
My words keep hyphen-
Ating. My eyes always dash-
Ing to the next line.
Blast from the Past:
blah blah blabba blah
those are your five plus seven
plus five syllables
I sit in the humid air
Trying to sleep
Music blares from a nearby church
It’s not even 6:00 am
Blast from the Past:
Brainstorming: A burst
Of ideas but they vanish
Once pen’s in hand
As I paint these words
In my poem, I really
Paint my very heart
Blast from the Past:
My thoughts fall like rain
As I grab as many as I can
As words for you
Filtering my thoughts
All in the attempt to produce
Creativity
Blast from the Past:
Always keep moving
There is always more art to
Create if you will.
I’m too tired for words.
All I want to do is sleep
Z z z z z
Blast from the Past:
There it is! The thought
So excites me I forget
To then write it down.
My favorite genre
Of haikus are those that join
Meaning with whimsy
Blast from the Past:
I tried including
So much into this haiku,
It had no meaning.
A day of rest and
Maybe a nap if only
I could fall asleep
Blast from the Past:
Nothing like a song
With engaging lyrics to
Inspire a haiku.
May you read my words
As if they were more humble
Than I intended
When I originally
Put them on paper for you
Blast from the Past:
I wrote this haiku in Python, a programming language.
def haiku_maker():
for x in [5, 7, 5]:
print(random_word(x))
Poetry is the
Window into
The impossible
Through the words of
The possible
Blast from the Past:
To learn what is possible,
You must cross into
The impossible.