Long Haiku senryu Poems
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(A string of haiku/senryu with triolet at the end)
in the forest’s dusk
emerging with the shadows. . . .
he who hides from day
in the day’s cruel light
a proud village massacred. . .
one alone remains
Ezhno is his name -
the name means “solitary”. . . .
for the dead he lives
summoning spirits -
Ezhno pipes a melody. . . .
August’s moon-gold sky
a round sturgeon moon
drops low and big behind the trees. . . .
as if to listen
The flute’s wistful sound
echo of the wind’s soft moan. . . .
a blue gloaming
He sits upon a mossy stone,
a flute pressed to his lips and plays
the notes with melancholy tone.
He sits upon a mossy stone.
No human hears him; he’s alone.
No dear one there to meet his gaze,
he sits upon a mossy stone,
a flute pressed to his lips. . . and plays.
Written by Andrea Dietrich
for the Contest "Tell HIS Story"
Sponsored by ~Constance La France~A Rambling Poet~
We were at a small
bar, the place only served some
older regulars.
An elderly guy
in an old jean jacket was
talkative, friendly.
“What do girls learn at
Yale?” He asked. “We’re taught things, like
expressions, smiling,
pomposity, snark,
whatevering and stuff-stuff.”
I bragged shamelessly.
“Sure,” He chuckled, “sure
- but it’s worth the money I suppose,”
he gave me a toast.
Limiting yourself
can, in fact, set you free - try
writing a Senryu
Like a martial art,
a tea ceremony or
classical music
They are a tight dance -
controlled, disciplined, focused.
Other styles can drift.
A Senryu is like
a Haiku except it deals
with human feelings
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A Haiku/Senryu should three lines of 5-7-5 syllables
A Haiku should be about nature
A Senryu about human feelings
#senryu #haiku #focus #freedom #limits
scrubbing with her hands
red stains from the priest's collar
- strawberry picking
choosing wallpaper -
the red-breasted cardinals
in my shopping bag
Last night of harvest -
reflection of red blood moon
in his empty glass
red cherry blossoms
before next winter follows
-his last picnic morn
soft vermillion wings
flutter on her bare shoulder
- the first glimpse of Spring
Its vermillion wings
perching between rose petals
sips of ambrosia
scarlet wings flutter
upon a dry corolla
unsweetened nectar
Inspired by Silent One 's haiku /senryu 5//7/5 syllables
using the colour red - not for the contest
Poets
Why is it poetry, is a like dirty word and talked of in undertones?
It’s like a naughty postcard, more flesh than there are bones.
Poets tend to deny their art, “I’m not a poet, I’m a rhym-er”
Come on you lot get stuck in don’t be a poetry two-timer.
After a glass of alcohol some may admit-“I like a little verse”
“But no I m not into poetry…” It’s like a speech they did rehearse.
Now poems I’m getting good at, but famous poets I don’t know any
Don’t ask me if I’m a poet, because in wages I don’t earn a penny.
Now rhyme I am not bad at, but at free verse I would stink
As for haiku, senryu, and other forms, I stink I really think…
I listened to some so called poets; decry their art the other day
They denied their art while they listened, to what each other had to say.
Standing there with their poems held high, “I’m not a poet” they all said
Well get down from the microphone and let’s hear a poet instead…
They pass their poems around the table, like some black market currency
Not wanting anyone to see it, but they are at a reading for poetry.
So be loud and proud you poets stand firm for what you believe in
Tell them you are a poet, and just get used to all the teasing
I used to be a shy poet and I write verse with some frivolity
But the definition in my dictionary says “words with a pleasing quality.”
So now I am open to judgement from all of you wonderful poets
You have all commented on my work, but do you really know it?
You all have qualities that scare me, you really seem so clever
So can I finally admit to being a poet, from now on and forever?
~GG~ 27/09/2012
Mix maroon heart with amber ambition
Silver start swiftly amethyst affliction
How do you heal when you’re blue broken
Create a poetic meal to eat keep hope and
Stir in sandy sonnets from years in the rain
Sprinkle Senryu, haiku despite peach pain
Let cranberry couplets cream morbid thought
Sift soulful sentiment knitted like amber art
Add a dollop of daylight in your wisest words
And mince moonlight sautéed by wing of bird
Knead the dough of poems soul as it forms
Pour in powdered pan man, woman so warm
Bake to taste by lavender lake full of adjectives
You’ll know when it’s done for it’s like magic is
Transforming minds and making designs of brain
That’s how to bake a poem, green grace stay sane
drowning ship flotsam
jetsam high cost of living =
leaden Thanksgiving
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~Autumnal Salutations~
(Haiku/ Senryu Suite)
This morning is great
The airs refreshing and cool
Autumn's almost here
Feeling of newness
There's some lightness around now
And the birds still roam
New days just starting
There's so much to do today
So many new plans
Thank God for today
Think of friends and family
For them send prayers
Wish them all the best
Everyone's in my heart thoughts
God bless them and you
Prayers go to God
I am so thankful for each day
That He's given me
Day belongs to Him
Created all that is good
My God is awesome
Greatest painter
Masterful brushworks He paints
Everyday all time
Summer soon to go
Hot days no more and pretty
Fall will settle down
Many things to plan
Some great holidays will come soon
And we'll celebrate.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
September.16.2015
~Autumnal Salutations~
(Haiku/ Senryu Suite)
This morning is great
The airs refreshing and cool
Autumn's almost here
Feeling of newness
There's some lightness around now
And the birds still roam
New days just starting
There's so much to do today
So many new plans
Thank God for today
Think of friends and family
For them send prayers
Wish them all the best
Everyone's in my heart thoughts
God bless them and you
Prayers go to God
I am so thankful for each day
That He's given me
Day belongs to Him
Created all that is good
My God is awesome
Greatest painter
Masterful brushworks He paints
Everyday all time
Summer soon to go
Hot days no more and pretty
Fall will settle down
Many things to plan
Some great holidays will come soon
And I'll celebrate.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2012
October.23.2015
I discovered www.poetrysoup which lists styles of poetry
This site shows you examples of haiku, senryu, alliteration, monorhyme
Diminished hexaverse, acroustic, shape poems, rhyme, and much more
The first day I discovered this site I wrote eight poems; all a different style
By the time I branched out to www.allpoetry, I was a bit more confident
I believe that now I know a teensy tiny bit about what poetry is.
Delving into this art for eight years, has not been nearly enough
There is so much to learn; I feel I barely know anything yet.
Here is what I do know. It is fun for me to write every day.
I set a daily goal of ten poems; I usually make this goal.
Have made this goal for four years.
I like sharing my poems, and appreciate every comment.
As a thank you to others, I hold six poetry contests simultaneously.
I would hold twelve, but we are limited to only six.
A thesaurus and scientific fact book for children are my references.
If I run out of ideas I say “what if” and create outrageous scenarios.
I love writing poetry; for I am a storyteller.
I love thy grace, O wafting breeze,
Graceful ye live and die, how brave!
Ye seem to know, life’s lent on lease.
O effervescent ocean wave,
Now bubbly, now grave like a sage
Who knows well, life ends in a grave.
Life’s to live well, not sit on hedge,
Lived on knife’s edge, one day to part
On penning life’s last but one page.
Life little has to take to heart---
Save kissing goodbye , parting cool,
Life moves on --- a caravan’s cart.
Yet, life's no life, lived less than full--
A rule to learn from life’s own school.
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Musings | 01.09.2017 | life, school, Tercet (enclosed)/Terza Rima Sonnet
Note: Tercet is a poem with three-line stanzas. Haiku, Senryu and Villanelle also fall in this category. In this tercet the first and third lines rhyme, while the middle one rhymes with the first and third lines of the next stanza, making it an enclosed tercet. But it also has structure of a sonnet. Four Terza Rima stanzas and a couplet wherein comes the Volta can also be called a Terza Rima Sonnet. Historically poets like Robert Frost used this hybrid form.