Imagine you're a reporter at a famous painters art gallery. The people around are looking at the paintings. You walk up to a couple that are looking at a painting and ask them what they see. You record their reply on a tape recorder
What they said into your microphone was: sunlit blue day sky, harsh red desert sand dunes, khaki green cactus.
Automatically your minds eye visualises and you see a picture before you. The less that is said, the more the mind is allowed to conceptualise and the greater will be the quality of the picture in your mind. Unknowingly a Haiku has been created
Most people consider Haiku to be a very strict form of 5 7 5 syllables and in following this rule it can actually destroy the true essence of the form. Whilst it is nice to have rules, remember that rules are made for our guidance and not blind obedience.
The true Haiku presents an observation, a web of closely associated ideas (renso). A suggestion of time and place linked with this observation and an active mind on the part of the reader and we have "Haiku".
Working together a mood or a picture is created. The poet does not need to comment on this mood merely to leave the reader with the image that has been evoked.
True Haiku have two specific images and do not have a specific number of syllables. Remembering that Japanese writing runs down the page and not left to right as occidental writing does and so the two ideas compliment each other.
Whenever possible only concrete specific language should be used. Adjectives and adverbs often interpret what is seen and should be avoided.
Weak verbs should be replaced with strong verbs.
ie; instead of "go", use "run or walk etc".
Words using sensory connotations are preferable so that the imagination is left to respond to the stimulus.
This poetry form emerged and was developed by the poet Basho (1644-1694) into a refinement of Taoist symbolism and Zen Buddhism and although starting in the eighth century many Japanese poets state that "Haiku" began and ended with Basho.
The important difference between Japanese poetry and occidental poetry is the reliance by occidental poetry on the metaphor to set the image, whereas Japanese poetry relies on the literal accuracy.
To summarise:
The basic form is 5. 7. 5. Syllables.
Use words that arouse the imagination and make the senses respond.
The use of verbs should be strong with definite meaning like "Running" rather than weak like "Going".
Most of all adjectives and adverbs should be avoided as very often they help interpret what is happening rather than allowing the mind to sense what is happening and there is no need at all for the definite and indefinate article.
A Haiku
Sun combs tangled hair
Rain strands tumble sideways
Colored bow spills dry
Little Bird
Colorado Haiku
jagged peaks surge high
white caps, purple-black clouds, flirt
earth’s thrust pierces sky
InspiringOne
Get Up Thing
neon lemon moon
littering black carpet sky
dawn is an orange
barefoot eyes waking
sleep sand warm wraps reaching arm
disalarming noise
nosemouths yawn prayers
to coffee scent offering
flavor words worship
OWG
a different wine glass
moist warm air passing
tongues lapping in unison
passions storm rising
time prophet
New Portrait
colors scrubbed to stains
canvas new stretched expecting
wonders start anew
new outlooks, new colors
blending, long joining slivers
melding beauty sighs
Dulcinea
Softly
bronzed fingers stroke
golden clouds of misty haze
splattering orange
surreal surroundings
blend in green-blue emotion
washing me yellow
malnourished soul mine
wasting to gray shadows hue
water colorless eyes
Dulcinea
Desire
Lush full pink lips
pucker and invite
moonlight sparks desire.
Liam
My Haiku
Hot day in summer
Dragons fly helicopters
Over the pond weeds
Rain on the tarmac
The rusted leaves of autumn
Reflect like bloodspill
Victoria Day
Residential roads are green
First snows of summer
Snow covered wheat fields
Are like lemon meringue pies
Fresh from the oven
Carly
Blossoms (two Haiku and one Tanka)
bluebell fairies dart
petals unburden their souls
nourish with wander dust
Swallow deeply dry
Fountains of forgetfulness
Moonbeams are refilled
bleeding dreams carry
seeds of promise on bluebird beak
dropped in the valley
Sun milk fed, raindrops bring joy
gentle caressing breezes
Dulcinea
Fading
You become the past
A wraith fading from my life
Pain washes away
Emerson_Dawson
winter solstice
it came quick this year
you could liken it to sex
the winter solstice
the years shortest day
like fleeting pleasure
started departed
time prophet
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