I am a prose author, not a poet. My poetic prowess doesn’t extend much beyond “Rose are red, Violets are blue.” On the evening I revealed my latest inspiration “Farm Fresh Haiku” to my writers’ group, I fully expected to see cringes and facial expressions of horror. Surprise! They were impressed—or at least they suppressed the cringes and facial expressions of horror. Seriously, they were complimentary about my use of humor and the element of surprise that sneaks into the last line of a few haiku's.
For the poetically-challenged, haiku is a short form of Japanese poetry with very simple structure and rules. Serious haiku poets would probably argue that there are more guidelines but, heck, this works for me:
What better inspiration for nature-inspired poems than a farm. There’s nature all over the place; sometimes I even step in it! Most of my poetic epiphanies occur on my daily walks through our pastures and timber. I meander along the path, vocalizing the gems that free-fall from my brain, while counting syllables on my fingers. Must be an interesting sight!
Below are a few of my “Farm Fresh Haiku” with photos to illustrate, some of which look familiar if you follow my blog.
I’m not sure haiku's usually have titles but couldn't resist when this one popped into my head!
Omnipotent Oxide
Rusty barbed wire fence
Vicious silent border guard
Shreds t-shirt again
For the poetically-challenged, haiku is a short form of Japanese poetry with very simple structure and rules. Serious haiku poets would probably argue that there are more guidelines but, heck, this works for me:
- Contains 3 lines
- Has a total of 17 syllables in a 5-7-5 structure
- Doesn’t rhyme
- Usually, but not necessarily, about nature
What better inspiration for nature-inspired poems than a farm. There’s nature all over the place; sometimes I even step in it! Most of my poetic epiphanies occur on my daily walks through our pastures and timber. I meander along the path, vocalizing the gems that free-fall from my brain, while counting syllables on my fingers. Must be an interesting sight!
Below are a few of my “Farm Fresh Haiku” with photos to illustrate, some of which look familiar if you follow my blog.
I’m not sure haiku's usually have titles but couldn't resist when this one popped into my head!
Omnipotent Oxide
Rusty barbed wire fence
Vicious silent border guard
Shreds t-shirt again
Flaming renewal
Creeps across dried brown pasture
New green life follows
Nestled pungently
In dewy green pasture grass
Freshly dropped cow pie
This next one severely pushes the limits on a G-rated blog post!
Bursting from moist ground
Orgasmic phallic fungus
Morel ecstasy!
Lovely bright green stalks
Stretch heads to azure blue sky
Asparagus time!
OK, so this stalk is purple, as in the “Purple Passion” variety of asparagus. Using “purple” messed up the syllable count; plus, some people aren’t aware there is a purple asparagus.
I'll pass along more haiku's as inspiration seizes me. (The poetically-inclined among you probably hope my inspiration strangles me!) Meanwhile...
Some roses are red,
My violets are not blue,
Fun Farm Fresh Haiku!
OK, that one needs some work!
I'll pass along more haiku's as inspiration seizes me. (The poetically-inclined among you probably hope my inspiration strangles me!) Meanwhile...
Some roses are red,
My violets are not blue,
Fun Farm Fresh Haiku!
OK, that one needs some work!
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