saidevo's attempts at haiku
Writing a haiku looks simple but is actually difficult: you get ideas and a torrent of words. All of them you must reduce: to 3 lines, 17 syllables; 5 syllables on the first line, 7 on the second and 5 on the third. Plus a personal experience, outlook and a seasonal theme.
God through idols? How
Prim'tive! I'm modern: only
icons to click here.
Raindrops move and merge
on wires outside: advaita!
Leftovers for maid.
You are me and I
am you: so you foot the bill.
My purse, I forgot!
Loans for dhobis--for
donkeys: ne'er paid back, seize them!
Bank lost its papers.
Tomorrow ne'er comes.
Today and yesterdays, right?
All loose threads--my life!
Eyes caress the stars--
But fingers embrace only
my room window bars.
(adopted from a Tamil poem by Mu.Metha)
Fingers deftly play
the vINA strings--while my eyes
only remain shut.
Wife's morning 'kolams'--
Greedy ravens, squirrels leave
nothing for the ants.
(A 'kolam' is a decorative artwork drawn on the floor with flour.)
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To Prema Nair, Suma and other would-be haiku-writers (in another forum):
Form haiku or not--
Brevity rings a bell, fine!
And brings forth the best.
PremA rings the bell
SumA serves PremA-cooked feast--
Where are the others?
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Writing a haiku looks simple but is actually difficult: you get ideas and a torrent of words. All of them you must reduce: to 3 lines, 17 syllables; 5 syllables on the first line, 7 on the second and 5 on the third. Plus a personal experience, outlook and a seasonal theme.
God through idols? How
Prim'tive! I'm modern: only
icons to click here.
Raindrops move and merge
on wires outside: advaita!
Leftovers for maid.
You are me and I
am you: so you foot the bill.
My purse, I forgot!
Loans for dhobis--for
donkeys: ne'er paid back, seize them!
Bank lost its papers.
Tomorrow ne'er comes.
Today and yesterdays, right?
All loose threads--my life!
Eyes caress the stars--
But fingers embrace only
my room window bars.
(adopted from a Tamil poem by Mu.Metha)
Fingers deftly play
the vINA strings--while my eyes
only remain shut.
Wife's morning 'kolams'--
Greedy ravens, squirrels leave
nothing for the ants.
(A 'kolam' is a decorative artwork drawn on the floor with flour.)
**********
To Prema Nair, Suma and other would-be haiku-writers (in another forum):
Form haiku or not--
Brevity rings a bell, fine!
And brings forth the best.
PremA rings the bell
SumA serves PremA-cooked feast--
Where are the others?
**********
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