Where is a Good Haiku?
I'm still searching
//fire//
Is it surfing suns,
expelled by gasping sunspot
to lucky poet?
\\air\\
Is it in the air,
syllabic beat? When hands brush,
pulses echoing?
//water//
Is it in the ground,
sipping lukewarm well water?
Drinking from footprints?
\\earth\\
Is it there climbing
Mount Everest, breathless—
no more Sisyphus?
About the Creator
R.C. Taylor
Part-time daydreamer. Full-time dork.
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Comments (3)
Wonderfully done! Haikus have definitely been challenging for me. :)
A good Haiku is one that ghas an effect like all good art . Yours is excellent
Nicely done.