Some of these are in Haiku format (3 lines, 5 syllables in lines one and three, 7 syllables in line two) and others are simply short poems. Read the poems like you would a sentence, stopping only at punctuation. But take time to imagine the scene.
Haiku Poem: (Life, #1)
Fireflies captured
in a child’s jar: reluctant
illumination
Haiku Poem: (Life, #2)
Tiny green spider
in my colorful bouquet,
I meant to leave you
Poem: (Life, #3)
Bugs, varied in size,
intrude on my heaven
with their vicious bites.
Haiku Poem: (Life, #4)
Chilling winter winds
frost the barren land and bring
relief from the fleas
Haiku Poem: (Life, #5)
Night surrounds the child,
his face reflecting the glow
of the sparkler’s light.
Haiku Poem: (Life, #6)
Greening grass soaks up
the muddied snow. Spring whispers
and pulses quicken.
Haiku Poem: (Life, #7)
Rainy day people’s
brightly colored umbrellas;
blazing autumn leaves
Haiku Poem: (Life, #8)
Place your hand in mine
child, and know that unicorns
are still possible
Poem: (Life, #9)
A single dew drop
teeming with its life
while mirroring ours
Haiku Poem: (Life, #10):
Friendship
Silence: the rainstorm
pauses; two silver dewdrops
pierce the charcoal skies
Poem: (Life, #11)
The tender arms
of a loving mother:
like a hen
gathering her chicks
under her wings.
Poem: (Life, #12)
Tender sunshine
blankets our sleeping child.
His whisper-soft breaths
mingle with the breeze.
Haiku Poem: (Life, #13)
The infant’s fitful
awakening–quieted
with tender kisses
Haiku Poem: (Life, #14)
Gentle lantern light
dancing with shadows, touching
lovers tenderly
Haiku Poem: (Life, #15)
Tender thoughts of you:
a bed of sun-kissed petals
and whispering leaves
Haiku Poem: (Life, #16)
Father and his son:
tall sturdy oak; young sapling
bending in the breeze
Haiku Poem: (Life, #17)
Our adopted child:
the blessed pearl in a life
filled with empty shells
Haiku Poem: (Life, #18)
The creak of rusty
bed-springs harmonizes with
the chirping crickets
Haiku Poem: (Life, #19)
Sparkling mountain brook
trickling replenishing life
into village dumps
Haiku Poem: (Life, #20)
One long stemmed red rose
in a crystal vase; yellow
daisies in the slum
Haiku Poem: (Life, #21)
Tattered butterfly
alights on a thread bare sleeve
of a frail, old man
Haiku Poem: (Life, #22)
The beggar woman
accepting the child’s flower
gives one in return
Haiku Poem: (Life, #23):
Humbled
Someone hurled a stone
shattering the silent pond,
my image broken
Haiku Poem: (Life, #24)
One word sings in my
heart. Another pierces it.
Both are immortal.
Haiku Poem: (Life, #25)
Brilliant shooting star:
overwhelmed by its beauty
I forget its death
Haiku Poem: (Life, #26)
Cold, misty morning
the tide’s fingers encircle
sand castle ruins
Haiku Poem: (Life, #27)
For my birthday, not
even a used candle or
a garden flower
Haiku Poem: (Life, #28)
Watery ripples
encircle our reflections.
We think of our son.
Haiku Poem: (Life, #29)
Broken windows, weeds
chin high, empty rocking chair
creaking in the wind
Haiku Poem: (Life, #30)
Tin soldiers rusting
in the tall grass. Paper dolls
blowing in the wind.
Haiku Poem: (Life, #31)
My heart skips a beat:
I thought I heard the whistling
of my dead father
Haiku Poem: (Life, #32)
Dainty figurines
once so carefully dusted
now stand in cobwebs
Haiku Poem: (Life, #33)
Forgotten athlete
passes the unmarked grave of
a man now famous
Haiku Poem: (Life, #34)
Faded photographs
stir the old man’s memories
his eyes and pants wet
Haiku Poem: (Life, #35)
Bright colored flowers
parade over forgotten
ancient battlefields
Haiku Poem, (Life, #36)
Elusive mirage
white, parched skeletons surround
the false oasis
Haiku Poem: (Life, #37)
I watch the icebergs
so like his father, showing
only the surface
Haiku Poem: (Life, #38)
Wishing for a friend
I hear the empty echo
of my penny’s splash
Haiku Poem: (Life, #39)
The clock’s tick echoes
through the vast, empty chambers
of my darkened soul.
Haiku Poem: (Life, #40)
Husband, father, friend
bountiful as his garden
is his endless love
Haiku Poem: (Life, #41)
A quilted blanket
wrapped about me this wintry
night: my father’s love
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