Haiku

Porcelain Blossoms
hope, kept alive with porcelain cherry-blossom garden creations Note: chaos seems to reign in the world, yet creations like this bring us back to hope and delight.
By Andrea Corwin 2 years ago in Poets
Succinct
It started with a smile Sealed with a wink Oh, to be succinct How do you put all your love into one day When it’s as broad as a rainbow
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
To Pee Or Not To Pee Haiku
To Pee Or Not To Pee Haiku To pee or not pee This is the question my dear Oh no, it’s too late Has anyone got a mop please ?
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
A Blessing
The most beautiful heart, mind and soul, your very existence profound. +++ “Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some have unknowingly entertained angels.”
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
grains
grains through wood, in sand the physics of humbleness some carpenter knows
By Mark Francis2 years ago in Poets
Held
Her heartstrings echo Through the halls of her being, Silence resonates. +++ " It's not forever" An angel whispers, as they
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Wealth Divided
Some things only last For a time, even though it's The hardest of times
By Jonathan Lawrence2 years ago in Poets
Stuck in Memories
Image by Sachu Sanjayan from Pixabay ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ All that is now left is left behind us, it seems And I am stuck there
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Poets
Pyrophile
I love a good fire Flames dancing, warming, leaving Soft glowing embers.
By Colleen Walters2 years ago in Poets
Blizzard
Blizzard wind coming in all directions Lot of snow.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Poets
Introducing "A Lifetime of Poems" by Marie381Uk (George's Girl With A Free Triple Haiku
Introducing "A Lifetime of Poems" by Marie381Uk (George's Girl) I am excited to present "A Lifetime of Poems," a heartfelt collection of my poetry under the pen name George’s Girl. After years of crafting verses that resonate with the soul, I am eager to share my passion for poetry with the world.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Why humanness in its virtue fails
Grieving through the breathing crevices of my mourning soul, I propelled through piercing glances of the ones who chose to score their goal.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets