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And, in conclusion

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Dear friends, I thank you and your engagement with me on this National Poetry Month endeavour. It’s been a fun way to keep me writing and to enter just a little more deeply into poetry, specifically Haiku.

Let’s have some fun with our final installment for National Poetry Month, shall we?

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NaHaWriMo 2018 Bids Adieu

On By robertrifeIn Haiku, Waxing PoeticLeave a comment

Alas, we come to the end. February, along with National Haiku Writing Month 2018, bid adieu. A parting kiss, a tip of the hat, and a thanks to all.

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Day 22

Just five syllables

away from finding five more

to finally fin…

 

Day 23

The first winter snows

fall late in February

to a Springing earth.

 

Day 24

Go ahead and pull

the trigger of your lover.

She is still hungry.

 

Day 25

Lacerated flesh

smells of burning horizons.

All in a day’s work.

 

Day 26

Souls, in hollow steel.

An industry of madness

makes tiny men rich.

 

Day 27

It seems we eschew

the pulchritude of gladness

for want of power.

 

Day 28

Today, I shot kids.

Thanks be to God that I can

live where I am free.

NaHaWriMo 2018, part 3

On By robertrifeIn Haiku, Life of Rob, Waxing PoeticLeave a comment

Day 17

I cannot say why

the page seems a mystery

to a breath of ink.

 

Day 18

If there is but one

desire, given to all men,

could it not be love?

 

Day 19

A rotund excuse

it takes to suffer one’s pride

for want of one’s rights.

 

Day 20

A curious thing

this stand of winter flowers,

blooming out of rhyme.

 

Day 21

When the clock stood still,

two arms aimed at journey’s end

couldn’t stand the strain.

More NaHaWriMo 2018

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More Haiku, or my attempt at the same, for National Haiku Writing Month, 2018!

 

Day 10

Kelly Belmonte,

thanks for the haiku advice.

It’s been most helpful!

 

Day 11

Watch the sky, squinting

against her lonely brilliance –

pants dying winter.

 

Day 12

I never could have

foreseen today unfolding

quite the way it did.

 

Day 13

“It’s only ten bucks,”

he said, through unseeing eyes.

“Why not get a job?”

 

Day 14 (Ash Wednesday)

One swipe of a thumb,

marking our humanity.

Momento mori.

 

Day 15

Let’s shoot our children.

And before their blood is dry,

we’ll do it again.

 

Day 16

Dark and deep the ground

that suffocates our children

and steals our future.

NaHaWriMo, 2018

On By robertrifeIn Creative Process, Haiku, Waxing Poetic6 Comments

A friend and fellow poet, Kelly Belmonte, whose blog I follow hungrily, alerted me to the fact that February is National Haiku Writing Month.

I’m not as adept at small form poetry as Kelly and others. Nevertheless, it is the perfect form to perfect form. An excellent poetry muscle-building exercise if ever there was one! So, always up for a challenge (more honestly, something to get me out of writer’s lethargy!), I here submit my pieces for the month so far.

Day 1

Five, seven, and five.

The perfect form for Haiku.

That’s okay by me.

 

Day 2

What if I were dead?

Would my one life have mattered?

What if I’m alive?

 

Day 3

Stuttered in pages –

life inside remembrances,

howls a paper wind.

 

Day 4

Then, I was angry

at ev’rything that rippled

and moved at random.

 

Day 5

I can see rumpled

corners around each morning –

darkness escaping.

 

Day 6

One can flee from death

to find herself, looking back

at what might have been.

 

Day 7

Regret is wasted

on a past, already gone.

There is only now.

 

Day 8

Why do we always

relinquish our sovereignty

over a trifle?

 

Day 9

Who can know the hour

when a dream meets its demise?

Dreams can sleep in hope.