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Words Are in the Air

24 Haiku Hour

By Robyn WelbornePublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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hai·ku

(noun)

[noun: haiku; plural noun: haikus; plural noun: haiku]

A Japanese poem of seventeen syllables, in three lines of five, seven, and five, traditionally evoking images of the natural world.

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1)

Whispering Willow Tree

In the silent noon

the wind rustles through its leaves

chattering with Earth.

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2)

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Love is like cherry

blossoms blooming in the Spring;

its beauty unmatched.

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3)

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Two leaves dancing through

the night waltzing their endless

dance of the ages.

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4)

The Hunt

Bluebird, bluebird, blue

diving and curling your wings

the game is your prey.

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5)

Snow

Fluffy, white, and pure;

snow represents the wholeness

of being reborn.

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6)

Daydreaming

Drifting through the mind

in and out of consciousness,

you float with the clouds.

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7)

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A single pale rose

taste bittersweet in your mouth

taken for heartbreaks.

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8)

Spring

New life will bloom in

times of great strife to provide

a comic relief.

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9)

Raindrops

Raindrops are dewdrops

that are falling from the face

of a silver cloud.

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10)

Silver-lining

Everything in life

comes with silver-lining.

A common-ground; shared.

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11)

Quicksilver

Ancient elixir,

a remedy to the gods;

death by Mercury.

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12)

Deciduous

Annual rebirth

of dead life being reborn

for the new season.

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13)

Falling

Gravity moving

faster and faster until

the earth is weighed down.

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14)

Butterfly Effect (pt.1)

A butterfly flaps

its wings at the right moment

creating chaos.

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15)

Calm Before Storm (pt. 2)

The sky grows darker,

clouds whirling around the air,

a storm is brewing.

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16)

In Its Eye (pt. 3)

Peace. Be still all things,

the vortex turning around

yet I am unharmed.

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17)

Aftermath (pt. 4)

Destruction is done.

Rubble and sticks on the ground,

my house left unphased.

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18)

The Universe

Giant balls of gas

burning millions of miles in

the endless Space Void.

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19)

Meditation (pt. 1)

Clearing of the mind,

cleansing of the human soul,

washed pure in silk white.

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20)

Humility (pt. 2)

Gathering your thoughts,

registering your breathing,

portal here to pass.

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21)

Chakra (pt. 3)

Balance is within,

the alignment of key points,

process the leaving.

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22)

Path To Knowledge (pt. 4)

Marked all seven gates:

Root, Sacral, Solar Plexus,

Heart, Throat, 3rd Eye, Crown.

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23)

Unlocking Spiritual Gates (pt. 5)

The pathway to truth

is paved with rocks and glass shards,

at end is true bliss.

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24)

The End

Here is the last one.

Final haiku twenty-four,

thank you for reading.

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

Robyn Welborne

I am an aspiring creative writer who is currently working for my double Associate’s Degree in English. My writing has no limits and no filter. Anything and everything from all genres; if I think about it, then I will write it down. Enjoy!

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