Today starts my weeklong dedication to the haiku. When I’m stumped or experiencing writer’s block, I try to write a haiku or two or three. It’s just one strategy I use for dealing with writer’s block. I’ll think of something, anything, like the moon, tears, ghosts, anything. And then I write about it. My haiku poems follow the general format: three lines, five syllables in the first line, seven syllables in the second line, and five syllables in the third line. Unlike traditional haiku poems that generally are about nature, my haiku poems can be about any topic I want to explore.
I like the haiku because, with it being so compact, each word must carry so much weight. So few words to say so much.
Poets already attempt to tell stories, to reveal profound truths through poems that generally range from one to four stanzas; the haiku is a more concentrated effort to say so much in so little space.
I have several pages of haiku poems and think I will create many more over the next couple of days, so this week I will post a haiku a day. Feel free to comment with your own haiku poem or to comment on the ones I post.
Today’s haiku is titled: Moon Dies From Broken Heart
Blood drips from the moon.
A stab wound thru the heart.
He loved too soon.
Peace & Love,