rogue uNderGrouND's

H A I K U

HALLWAY

 


I have always loved HAiku, ever since I was in high school and I studied it for my literary magazine. I am presenting this Hallway here at Rogue Underground, where you can feel free to exhibit your contributions to this beautiful Japanese form of poetic expression.

When I decided to add this Hallway, I did a little research on the subject. I found, to my surprise, that the Haiku form is not limited to the three-lined 5-7-5-syllable form that I originally thought it was. Upon doing this research, I read countless Haiku poems and I have come to the conclusion that I like the traditional form the best. I think of the three-lined 5-7-5 rendition of Haiku as the twelve-bar blues of the form, in that the challenge of it exists in the discipline of its creation, and I have learned through music that there is a tremendous amount of satisfaction one achieves in managing to create something of worth within the structure of a defined form - I call this "freedom through discipline" and I invite you to participate in the creation of such Haiku here at Rogue Underground.

This is not a contest ~~ I will post all poems in the Haiku form that are submitted to me. The only requirement is that they fit the 3-lined 5 syllable, 7 syllable, 5 syllable structure. This is the challenge. Below are some samples of this form - the first two are by Japanese Haiku poets, the other two were written by me.


New Year's Holiday --
she sleeps beside the mother
whom she
left alone

--------- TAIGA


A petal shower
of mountain roses, and the
sound of the rapids

---------MaTsuo Basho


The room at the end -
the dusky sequel to me
I am not in it

--------------rogue (me)


close-minded people
re dense, like the hardened mud
of a thousand rains

----------------rogue


Electricity
sparkles on the calm water
It is the sunlight

---------------Bryan Stuckey (aka "Xin")


I feel like crying
My life, pouring from my eyes
because I am here

-----------------------Bryan Stuckey (aka "Xin")


You can't hide from me
am all your misery
You don't look happy

--------------------Bryan Stuckey (aka "Xin")


A SPECIAL NOTE TO JAN CREE, the writer of the next four - I couldn't send you email at the address you gave me, to send you your Birthcard reading! Please contact me again with a different address.

Gold in the rivers
Silver found in the black hills
baubles for the ears

-----------Jan Cree


Cats always pawing
Kneading everything in sight
Ah, what contentment

-------------Jan Cree


Whipperwills singing
Rivers flowing endlessly
A touch of nature

--------------Jan Cree


Deep blue sky so high
yellow sun so very low
together at dusk.

----------Jan Cree


Seduced by the beach
the sand, my lover's pillow
the waves, my lover

----------------rogue


I am a blue note,
the last strum of a guitar
play me with sorrow.

---------------Lili S. Parham


I went underground
and met a quite charming rogue
who made my heart laugh.

------------------Lili S. Parham


Darkness engulfs me,
wrapped in a blanket of stars
caressed by the moon

------------------------Lili S. Parham


The lights dim slowly
People quiet down at last
The movie begins...

-----------------Samari


When you smile that way
When your eyes twinkle and dance
I melt like ice cream.

-------------------------rogue


Hear the happy bird
chirp from the tree of wisdom
This is life's meaning.

--------------------rogue


SNOW

Soft, white confection -
blanketing the earth in bliss
one flake at a time

------------------------rogue


The Plieades smile
at the frozen winter sky
with crystalized ch
arm.

----------------------Jill Pittman


I wish my hair were
shiny like the asian boys'
hair in the mall lights.

----------------------Jill Pittman


The stroke of a brush
Painting my soul like the night
The darkness within

------------------NLP boy


Eloquence fails me
and I reach for words to say
"I miss your laughter."

---------------------Jill Pittman


Nineteen

Copy my thoughts and
paste them in an e-mail called
"Naivete Lives."

----------------Jill Pittman


Mira admires
"gunfighter blue eyes," she says;
I admire hers.

-------------------rogue


For Jill

I was nineteen once,
but I've gotten much younger.
Do not be afraid.

-------------------rogue


Fire and Earth

Bathed in your lovelight,
I become the sunflower
that I'm meant to be.

-------------------rogue


There are times I find
your absence creates a hole
I cannot avoid

------------------------Ophelia Unbound


Nymphomaniac
That is what I am, so please
do me every day

------------------------Sarah Palmer

 


Edge

Your love is a sword
that has no blade, doesn't wound
but goes through me, still
------------------rogue


Lessons

In this school of Joy
the curriculum is Love,
which we teach, to learn.

-------------------rogue


My talents are great
But I never use them much
People made me shy

---------------------Sarah Palmer


Music sets me free
I cannot live without it
I will sing for you

---------------------Sarah Palmer


You have to love It,
desire and cherish It,
You have to love life.

------------------------Lili S. Parham


Don't criticize me
You've never lived in my shoes
Please think about that.

---------------------Sarah Palmer


placid eyes look in
depths of disturbing layers
unknown and undone

------------------------Ophelia Unbound

 


'haiku me some more'


Write your Haiku poem above and then copy and paste it to me at the email provided below (robby@cardazoid.com). Please, Remember, they will not be posted in the Hallway unless they are written in the 5-syllable, 7-syllable, 5-syllable form.

Haiku For the Hallway


 

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