What is Haiku?

Haiku is a very old form of Japanese poetry, written in the format of three lines and consisting of no more than 17 syllables (5-7-5). Japanese haiku usually has a seasonal reference, where the more modern English-Language Haiku, which evolved from the Japanese Haiku doesn't. The English-Language haiku may consist of three lines with fewer syllables and it doesn't require a seasonal reference.

In writing haiku, one is supposed to find the 'awe' of an experience and try to convey it to others. Haiku isn't about rhyming or the use of metaphors. Rather, it's a writer's way of encouraging us to see beyond the obvious.

Open to all ages.
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Marilyn (LaraOct7@aol.com)






Driftwood tells story
Washing waves peel bark off
Leaving silhouette

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Red and purple sky
Seen through the driftwood shapes
That litter the beach

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Artists paradise
Color, shapes, landscape, water
Wait to be painted



By Joy (JOY3032@aol.com)





phantoms on the beach
playing dead throughout the day
come to life at dusk

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haunted deadwood crones
gesturing to each other
while there is still light

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Witches made of wood
practicing for Halloween
Who is scarier?

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When the sun goes down
these creatures will prowl the night
'til the sun brings rest



By Bob (C1ydeBunky@aol.com)





beauty in nature
evening sky enhances beauty
just a wood strewn beach

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waves break as tide ebbs
nature's art being displayed
come walk with me

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evening on the beach
downed dead trees enhance beauty
you and I as one



By Tom (tomWYO@aol.com)





Stark tangled driftwood
Tossed upon the storm-wrecked sands
Reach for the sun's warmth.



By Doris (Toto38@aol.com)





DRIFTWOOD
WASHED ASHORE
BY WAVES



By Sharon (Sunyskys1943@aol.com)





forest of driftwood
stand in the tide's ebb and flow
waiting for nothing

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skeletal driftwood
skin peeled off, left naked
facing elements



By susi (Texaswishr@aol.com)





Here we played as kids
Now we stroll lovingly
Hearts beating as one

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The hues of sunrise
The intensity of sunset
We long remember



By Barbara (Brierhillbarbara@aol.com)





sifting sand blue sea
what i seem to need is you
beside me tonight



By Amy (Fabulousfilly@aol.com)





Once upon a beach
the forgotten rotten logs
posed for a picture.



By Emiliano (Poeta48@aol.com)





Remembering when,
We walked on the beach that day.
You tripped on driftwood.



By Swampetta (SWAMPETTA@aol.com)





stand alone at dusk
each entertwined, the face off
the magic begins



By Phyllis Ann (Starbird55@comcast.net)





Driftwood reaching up
like fingers in the blue sky
trying to touch God



By Cara (Cara617@aol.com)





Silhouettes on gold,
Living dead and twisted arms,
Lovely window frames.

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Peace beckoning
Through coarse black lace,
Sounds of ocean music.



By Norma (Twi1ite@sbcglobal.net)





DRIFTWOOD LAY ON SAND
A STROLL ON FLORIDA BEACH
REMISE OF DAY FOUND

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RUST HUED EVENING SKY
SILHOUETTE DEAD TREE IN SAND
HEAD BUMPED BRANCH IT FELL

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BROUGHT HOME A NICE PRIZE
TEN YEARS PAST STILL LOOK THE SAME
NICE REMEMBERANCE



By Lilly (Lilprincessitali@aol.com)





Nature's sentinels
assigned by angry storm waves
remain vigilant



By Carla (PashaKnit@aol.com)





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