Haiku is a Japanese form of poetry.
The poems are limited to 3 lines and 17 syllables.

5 on the first line,
7 on the second line,
and 5 on the third.


I try to write one Haiku everyday.
Most days I fail, but some days inspiration strikes.
Sometimes it gushes for days at a time.
You can never tell when something will touch your heart.

Thanks for spending a moment reading
Haiku from the Heart.

I hope you'll be back to read my words.


Thursday, October 25, 2018

But You're Beautiful

The flowering pear.
Envies the towering pine. 
Wishing it was tall.

Wednesday, October 24, 2018

Fair Trade?

The river runs through.
Nourishing, but taking too.
How should the Earth feel?

Monday, October 22, 2018

Haiku @ Night

As the day winds down,
the mind rests, gathering thoughts.
Inspiration blooms.

Sunday, October 21, 2018

Distant Thunder

"I laughed, lots" she says.
The thought nourishes my soul.
Like rain on parched land.

Thursday, October 18, 2018

Teenage Conflict

Lightning strikes... Thunder.
Fire! Inferno rages.
Rain. Smoke. Embers. Ash.

Monday, October 15, 2018

Immigrants

They see the tall tree,
but miss the stream feeding it.
We get the job done.

Tuesday, October 9, 2018

Nature of the Job

Tending your rose bush.
Pruning the dead wood and rot.
Some thorns will draw blood.

Nature / Nurture

Tending your garden.
Build a trellis near the shoot.
The vine goes elsewhere.