My Haiku

April 17th is the day the whole world honors haiku. Haiku is a Japanese poem of seventeen syllables, in three lines of five, seven, and five, traditionally evoking images of the natural world.



Over the wintry

Forest, winds howl in rage

With no leaves to blow. ~ Natsume Soseki


Consider me

As one who loves poetry

And persimmons. ~ Masaoka Shiki


Lighting one candle

With another candle - -

Spring evening. ~ Yosa Buson


My life, -

How much more if it remains?

The night is brief. ~ Masaoka Shiki


The lamp once out

Cool stars enter

The window frame. ~ Natsume Soseki


While you decline to cry,

High on the mountainside

A single stalk of plumgrass wilts. ~ O no Yasumaro


From time to time

The clouds give rest

To the moon – beholders. ~ Matsuo Basho


A cicada shell,

It sends itself

Utterly away. ~ Matsuo Basho


For me going

For you staying here

Two autumns. ~ Masaoka Shiki


One flower

On the Cliffside

Nodding at the canyon. ~ Jack Kerouac


Before the white chrysanthemum

The scissors hesitate

A moment. ~ Yosa Buson


A cuckoo sings

To me, to the mountain,

To me, to the mountain. ~ Kobayashi Issa


Don’t imitate me;

it’s as boring

as the two halves of a melon. ~ Matsuo Basho


Night; and once again,

The while I wait for you, cold wind

Turns into rain. ~ Masaoka Shiki


Watch birth and death:

The lotus has already

Opened its flower. ~ Natsume Soseki


By definition, haikus evoke imagery of nature, thus, leaving you doubly spellbound - visually and verbally. And add to it the beauty of life, love, and loss. You have just read a few haikus that say what we have been wanting to say forever but could not find the right words. We hope you enjoyed!

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