April 17 and it is National Haiku Day again. My first Haiku poetry blog was eleven years ago. Six years ago I posted these three on Facebook. It looks like we were still having winter on some days then, too, just as we have had this spring.
I swim all alone
While mama sits on the nest
Watch for our goslings
Underneath all this snow is there
Anything green, like grass
Spring-it's April seventeen
Snow coats everything
My daughter dearest
In a turquoise Mustang rode
To toga party
Mother's Maytag stove
Now in grandson's kitchen sits
Brings back memories
Bowers of plum and
Redbud in fence row delight
Bring spring to my day
In addition to Haiku being a seventeen syllable verse form of three metrical units of five, seven, five, Haiku uses images from nature. It emphasizes simplicity and directness of expression. My Haikus are probably not any better than my attempts at writing poetry. (Example: Or Shades of Gray? 5/17/21).
Yet I dream being
A competent composer
Of exquisite verse
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