Andrew tells us there is a tradition of writing a 'positive' haiku on the first day of the year. His is here, and Jill has joined in here. Mine is below; if you would like to add yours to the comments, I'll bring it up for a New Year's poem dance.
frozen garden --
scattered on snow
seed for the birds
from Sarpy Sam:
Seasons turn around
Sun,snow streaks the air abound
Friends, like grass arise
from mjones:
Voice flutes from below,
shutting out the wind. I think:
He'll be four this year.
from whiskey:
Resolutions? No.
I have promises to keep
and miles, miles to go.
from Alice:
the past is written
clean new page, fresh ink to write
what comes after this
from Ken:
Cymbals bright and pure
Bounce off players singing horns
Musicians' New Year
from Dave:
this one; and
To what shall I liken
this New Year's, warm and brown?
It happens, that's all.
from Cathy:
New day-
leave the paperwhite
from Cindy:
Nearly flash-frozen
on the beach: north wind gusts down
Gastineau Channel.
from jenett:
Come in from the rain
Reinvent and try again
New without the pain
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Seasons turn around
Sun,snow streaks the air abound
Friends, like grass arise
Posted by: Sarpy Sam | 01 January 2005 at 06:03 PM
Voice flutes from below,
shutting out the wind. I think:
He'll be four this year.
Posted by: mjones | 01 January 2005 at 06:08 PM
Resolutions? No.
I have promises to keep
and miles, miles to go.
[ok, liberties with Robert Frost's "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening", but, it's still true.]
Posted by: whiskey | 01 January 2005 at 09:01 PM
the past is written
clean new page, fresh ink to write
what comes after this
Posted by: Alice | 01 January 2005 at 09:14 PM
Cymbals bright and pure
Bounce off players singing horns
Musicians' New Year
Posted by: Ken | 02 January 2005 at 12:52 PM
http://neithernor.blogspot.com/2005/01/not-haiku.html
(Not a haiku, and not current, but the will to participate - however ineptly - was there.)
Posted by: Dave | 02 January 2005 at 02:19 PM
O.K., this just came to me. Brace yerselves...
To what shall I liken
this New Year's, warm and brown?
It happens, that's all.
Posted by: Dave | 02 January 2005 at 02:30 PM
Oh good I found mine, buried in the junk of my desk.
New day-
leave the paper
white
Posted by: Cathy | 02 January 2005 at 02:32 PM
Nearly flash-frozen
on the beach: north wind gusts down
Gastineau Channel.
Posted by: Cindy | 02 January 2005 at 04:29 PM
Come in from the rain
Reinvent and try again
New without the pain
Posted by: jenett | 02 January 2005 at 06:10 PM
so kay the first one are good not really haiku some of them not meaningful and too much error
Posted by: phuong | 29 December 2006 at 12:39 PM
Thank you for visiting, and I hope you will contribute to this year's haiku dance.
However, please note that this is not a literary exercise, but a FUN exercise. Not all the contributors are poets.
Everyone is invited to play -- and no critiques are allowed on these collaborative posts.
Posted by: SB | 29 December 2006 at 01:40 PM
the past is written
clean new page, fresh ink to write
what comes after this
Posted by: หนังโป๊ออนไลน์ | 03 March 2011 at 08:29 AM
[ok, liberties with Robert Frost's "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening", but, it's still true.]
Posted by: หนังโป๊ออนไลน์ | 03 March 2011 at 08:34 AM
However, please note that this is not a literary exercise, but a FUN exercise. Not all the contributors are poets.
Everyone is invited to play -- and no critiques are allowed on these collaborative posts.
Posted by: หนังโป๊ออนไลน์ | 03 March 2011 at 08:35 AM
Come in from the rain
Reinvent and try again
New without the pain
Posted by: หนังโป๊ออนไลน์ | 03 March 2011 at 08:37 AM
Oh good I found mine, buried in the junk of my desk.
New day-
leave the paper
Posted by: หนังโป๊ออนไลน์ | 03 March 2011 at 08:37 AM