Bare Branches ~ A Few Original Haiku
As always, for the past months I have been dutifully recording at least one haiku every day on my notecards. Sometimes more, but at least one. I usually just record them and then immediately file them away in one of my haiku boxes. But sometimes I am lazy and just stack them in a pile on my desk. That's what I am looking at now. Glancing through this pile, most are poor, but a few are a little better. Here are some of them with random photos.
against the sky
waiting for spring
It was a grey day, having just rained and still overcast, portending more to come later. I went on a walk and found myself looking up at the trees, paying attention to all the bare branches. For some reason they were jumping out at me on this day.
in my son's room
the balloon dances
A few days ago was my oldest son's birthday. My wife picked up a birthday balloon for decoration. After we celebrated, he wanted to keep it in his room.
but I look
away
The computer is always an addiction. Even when I don't have any work, there is always the nagging feeling that there might be something I should be doing—writing something, working on my web page, reading about new cryptos to trade, etc.
grants me one more
haiku
Often when think I want to write a haiku, I have nothing in my head. It's when I empty my mind, get rid of the desire to write, and start to observe things, that words start to pop into my head. In other words, nothing usually happens until I let go. I don't know what triggered the words for this one, but it made me grin so I decided to write it down.
And another pile filed away. I don't know if I'll ever get around to going through these boxes to select some for publication, or if I'll leave them for my kids to throw away after I pass on. But I keep adding them!
Very nice. I really like the first one. Do you feel like English makes them more literal and doesn't give them the room to be more figurative like Japanese does?
Hmm good question. It's just different, I guess. Japanese can be very vague and figurative, but so can English, and both languages can also be much more specific. Usually I tend to land more on the visual painting approach to haiku so I guess that would have me using more specific language no matter which language I am writing in.
Interesting.
I think many of us are like that, somewhat careless, disorganized, lazy, we leave letters everywhere in an excessive inspiration to satisfy the mind of its need for relief. I liked the last haiku, ungrateful, strange, unfaithful and abandoning loving muse, despite everything, thank you. Ha ha.
Thanks for sharing.
Happy weekend.
And thanks for reading!