A Challenge, Not a Contest

Here's the challenge, pretty simple.

Write a haiku that has to do with Poets.

Pseudo-Poetic Prisonmind (Senryu)

Passion with a doubt
Mindless - what does freedom mean?
Spewing pointless thoughts.

itle: Haikus

I am falling deep
In love with writing haikus;
They capture my heart

Everytime I set
My pencil to paper I
Drown in the splendid

Freedom of having
So few words escape from me.
I do love haikus.

Each stanza is as
Strange as tomorrow's moon,
Yet I continue

To inspire my
Brain to come up with words so late
At night; I just love

Haikus and how they
Make no sense, but perfect sense.
This is my new crush.

By Sarah-Joy :)

Haiku I

Depthless, the oceans,
eternal, the golden shores
where lost ones linger.

Haiku II

The path of poets,
both bitter and beautiful.
Even silence speaks

I can't pen haikus,
they taunt and vex completely.
Maybe not now though.

That was indeed sweet,
The humour brought a real smile.
Thanks Bret, that was good!

Haiku paradox
absent of blooming nature
focused on myself

Cheers Bob! Let it be known that i truly cannot write haikus. *grins*

Bret and Bob, poet friends
Together make haiku kings
Busting down hurdles

Bob stole my thunder,
with eyes of a proof reader.
Time to make lightning.

Odin is revealed
in a face in which one dwells.
Wisdom of the gods.

"Bob stole my thunder,
with eyes of a proof reader.
Time to make lightning."

Saw six syllables,
Assumed you were just joking.
I feel silly now.

My eyes deceive me,
I see no sixth syllable
But it is early.

Dances on the roof
a full moon trembling with love
pinpointed pupil

Now I am confused.
Off to Wales for a break.
See you all Monday.

I'm sorry old chum,
Never meant to make you cry.
Here, have a tissue.

Bret and Bob, poet friends
Together make haiku kings
Busting down hurdles

^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Shite! Oh me, oh my
My first line WAS a tad long
I wasn't thinking!

Excellent haikus
Humorous at the same time
Have fun everyone

Oh, we're having fun...
You'd better believe it...yes!
Whilst writing haikus!

I'm a tad hungover
A few less tots of vodka
Would have me smiling.

I told you before
I have trouble with haikus
for no good reason.

Now I feel better
I am able to display
five syllables now

Geez, six syllables,
I thought I was hungover,
stumbles back to bed.

A Verse-less Night

Words break savagely
casting me into the still
of a verse-less night

Back from rainy Wales,
Brimming with inspiration.
Where is my notepad?

Can I write Haiku?
The truth is that I only
Write them in winter.

Assassination,
A book I am reading now
is interesting.

((Society and the Assassin; A background book on political assassination. Bernhardt J. Hurwood 1970))

Interesting topic
Assassination that is
I might read it too

A Verse-less Night

"nobody has died
a sense of tranquility
the writer's soul sleeps"
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A Verseless Knight

Unrequieted
Lone-wolf on the battle field
Soul broken by steel

:D