Haiku Poetry by Tracy
Joy, Celebration, Playfulness |
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| God is dead, said Fred God is alive, said High Five. Look! My glass is full. |
I learned a new word Mellifluous! I dance it, Swirling on the waves, |
| Drenched with sunlit spring So wet, so warm, so golden We shimmer, we sing. |
speak to me of joy speak to me of flowering spring, oh speak to me |
| I look to the stars They wink at me, and sparkle. Look! I too can shine! |
In keeping with truth I sing you now my secrets, My soul's splendid song. |
| dandelions dance dandetigers bounce, Ha Ha! Tigger invites you to play |
I called her Haiku China, not Japan, she said Not Haiku! Baiku! |
Personal Experience |
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| It happened again I followed the babbling brook It was no river. |
I await the dawn Only when the sun rises Do I embrace sleep. |
| off the beaten path I bushwhack through the forest, forging my own trail |
off the beaten path i wander far, lose my way. why should I return? |
| Sheltered from the storm How perfect is this shelter. How perfect, this storm. |
Sheltered from the storm Building a protective wall, A defensive life |
| time pours over me washing me with memories rinsing with regret |
time pours over me a cascade of memories drown the unlived dreams |
| My soul has corners Soft velvet, snug, like form-fit Sheets, folded over. |
My soul has corners When it should be infinite. Limits in heaven? |
| clouds rub against me in soft misty diffusion. My life - confusion |
From this checkered board I play kings and queens. My life, No dance with royalty. |
| In our dreams we are Whoever we wish to be I wish to be me. |
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| Observations and Commentaries | |
| Too many people Have lost their light, their shadows flicker on the wall |
Too many people Clog the city's arteries. Urban congestion. |
| woman stands at gate woman hesitates, walks back and jumps over fence. |
woman stands at gate Open it or walk away? Hand trembles on latch. |
| Create your own life You star in your own drama You direct your script |
Create your own life A painting, a book, a song All of them are you. |
| Create your own life Dance your dance, paint your painting. You - artist, and art. |
Create your own life Join us! Write your own haiku. You too can renew. |
| Create your own life You, the director, actor, Audience. Applaud! |
Create your own life Sculpt your sculpture, sing your song, Invite us along. |
| hold night in your hands tenderly nurse, birth the egg of new beginnings. |
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Literary Allusions |
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| Tread lightly, Shakespeare Even in the Renaissance Bards did not prosper. |
Tread lightly, Shakespeare The dramas you are living, Become comedy. |
| Eve said to Adam: "Taste the fruit. You will know truth." He ate, and blamed Eve |
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