I recently rediscovered haiku – a form of poetry
I never totally got before. I think today’s looser interpretations of haiku
have broaden the boundaries, making it more appealing to me. I am, however,
more willing today to explore the works of the Old Masters with a greater
appreciation than I had in my youth.
Today I offer my first attempts...
10 Haiku
by Donald G. Redman
I.
Pan’s flute clogged with slime.
Algae blooms in the fountain.
Dog days of summer.
II.
A scoop of ice cream
melting on the hot sidewalk.
Tears like summer’s rain.
III.
Droplets of red light
like rubies on the windshield.
A wet commute home.
IV.
Birds yell from treetops
over the drone of lawnmowers.
Spring in the suburbs.
V.
A dewdrop dangles.
A dragonfly lands lightly.
A drip. A ripple.
VI.
Lucky is the child
Who can close her eyes and let
The world disappear.
VII.
Night comes without you.
An eternity passes.
I lie awake, still.
VIII.
Leaves stirred by a sigh.
I spy you among the trees,
But I look away.
IX.
A loon’s wail echoes
Across the blackened waters.
Heartache spreads like fog.
X.
Fallen rose petals
Litter the broken pathway.
Torn flesh bleeds anew.
Copyright 2012 Donald G. Redman All rights reserved.
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