Name Haiku Poems

Just like her favorite character Alice, she wears a light blue dress and a pinafore, she pairs it up with white tights and black Mary...

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A heart's silent scream,  
Yearning for the ghost of hope,  
Each dawn brings despair.  

Shadows weave around,  
Promises of what could...

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Matsuo Basho: English translations of haiku about birds, flowers, candles, life, death.

Naptime!
But my drowsiness is nixed
by busybody warblers.
—Matsuo Basho, translation by Michael R. Burch

Carolers:
the sparrows...

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A Night of '89

Footsteps at midnight
the knock no one dared answer.
Dogs howled in silence.

Charred Bodies on the road,
eyes still open to the sky.
The crows never...

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ghostly gray petals—
a shadow crossing the grass
I stepped on a name





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A minimalist reflection on mourning and the erosion of identity, set in the asphodel fields...

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Ink spills, stains the name,
Whispers sharp, like poisoned darts,
Reputation bleeds.

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A worm writes its name
in fresh earth, proud and unseen—
evolution hums.

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high atop the shelf

an old worn book

calling my name




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an invitation

to dream...


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Gray skies, silent tears, 
Empty chair, a whispered name, 
Memory's cold stone.

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A double murderer
Shot before a firing squad
Justice or revenge?

An eye for an eye
So, the old law book conveys
Punishment for sin

Society’s way
To rid town square of...

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Midnight rides—his pulse aligns with the thunder beneath him
fingers tracing her curves polishing fire into steel.

Wind against his skin she sings beneath him once more
Saturday...

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cruciform life rejoice
yeshua's love we give
proclaiming his name...

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lost words are wolves hunting
heat from the herd, raw desire
one day less alone
 
American prom night
youth-swept hair moussed down in place
cigarettes light, poof
 
there goes...

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Nature is always
The best painter; masterpiece
Name it, She has it....

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How do you do 
My name is Haiku
I’m scorned by longer poems

They barely tolerate
Won’t let me be great
They read me with such scorn 

Can I...

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