🌀Haiku 22 – Sun
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🌀Haiku No.20 – Days Of Future Past.
A heart felt experiment in haiku structure. what do you feel?
The aim was to tell a story, where the first two lines worth of syllables where comprised of only two words. Words who’s connection to the last line would become more meaningful when related to each other, and not just in the context of this miscarriage.
🌀Haiku 19 – The Intangible
How much time do we spend searching for the intangible truths? What is it that will actually bring you peace?
Ever thought it was strange all the different meanings attached to the same colour?
The Dying Planet
Starlight, pass me not.
Starlight, silver fingers stretching across the black consciousness in reach.
Starlight, a feel of loss.
Starlight, glitter beyond abyss, tides of time will reach the hopeless beach.
Kill, I tried – soaked the earth with my pride.
Again nothing came, spirit ablaze – the level reached, just the same.
Kill, I died – my race I couldn’t save, it dwindled in size.
Again, life replenished anew, legendary form – but nothing was the same.
Recoil did my appetite – disgust, in broiled were the fallen ones in rust.
Of skill, of mind, of everything in time – dishonour, it’s nigh, higher level, must climb.
The God of end – our fates were bent, this power is true, a lake tranquil and blue.
By Alpha Maurice Cidade Cauwenbergh
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I feel this could be my best one to date. Especially in terms of complexity of meaning and richness of imagery. The thing I love most about the haiku as a poetic concept, is the challenge of saying almost a whole chapter’s worth in just three lines.