Often the birds sing
Hearts soar without feathered wings
Embraced sky's release
Simple grasses rise
Saturated thoughtful minds
Gripping tales sublime
Pond full of frog eyes
Blooms sit still in light sun rays
Hugs more root and ground
Meadow daisies cry
Spirits float near cattail dreams
Heart caresses blood
Simple sound moves out
Surrounding the Moon
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A sonnet being 14 lines makes the last two lines of this series of related Haiku miss the seven middle syllables, yet, being that they are silent, it makes the statement of the last two lines.
These are beautiful, thanks for sharing, we need more beauty in the world
What would be this life
kindness soared above all else
words of love abound
Thank you, the nature of kindness rings true in yours.
Ohhhhhhhh, I love creative nuance!
Interesting twist on what I've been calling "serial haiku," Raven. I like the whole thang of nudging the haiku into a sonnet. :>)
Your words are lovely and evocative.
Thank you Angharad, I've never been able to write a decent sonnet, and have done many of those serial haiku. I did this one in a restaurant, on a clche napkin. Glad that you found it interesting and useful.
You're welcome, Raven.
I've been writing serial haiku for many years as well. The need to focus and clarify ones thoughts to conform to 15 syllables really tightens up the stories they tell. I've got to admit, though, that as years have gone on, I've tended to disregard all the fundamental rules of haiku (as it's interpreted in the West) except for the 15 syllables.
Now my serial haiku are probably more correctly called "noku." Or "kunot." Ha!
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