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.


Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Spring. Show all posts

Thursday, June 15, 2023

Washed Away

Pitter-patter rain.
Walking, just me and the dog.
Briefly my heart stills.

Wednesday, January 27, 2021

Can't Do It All

When winter holds sway,
even the mighty oak slows -
waiting for spring growth.

Thursday, October 25, 2018

But You're Beautiful

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

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Determined

Though it's buried deep,
the seed still sprouts and struggles
to reach for the light.

Monday, January 5, 2015

Safe

Wind. Thunder. The rain
argues loudly with the roof.
My house stoic, strong.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Hanging On

Unwilling to go,
winter covers the earth with 
a blanket of snow.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Continuity

Spring blooms, but some trees
stay bare. Seedlings sprout below.
The circle of life.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Look Out Above! (2)

When trees are laden
with many a bird at dusk,
don't stand under them.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Sunrise

Dew drops on grass blades.
Shimmering, fleeting, morning
diamonds. Lost if touched.

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

On the Apricot Tree

White blossoms of spring,
Tiny green leaves follow soon,
Impatient Nature.