Haiku takes many forms:
this is "free" Haiku, which does not require
adherence to the number of sylables employed
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Round and rounded ------------------- I do not wear rings
Cycling in circles------------------------------ Rings go nowhere
Back to new beginnings------------------ Hearts are linear hunters
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If you come round--------------------------------Gather round the flag
And accept my pointlessness-----------Boys, we'll gather once again
My argument is circular----------------- Shouting cries of freedom
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May the Circle be as---------------------Three Rings, no Master
Circles must be: unbroken;----------Shouting peanut crowd
Unspoken trust passed on------- The circus world of life
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--Whatever shall be, we shall make --
Ever after, give or take
Burma-Shave
7 comments:
The philosophy of the haiku involves interrelationships of words, images, and speculation. Nothing is fully formed; everything is in flux. That which we observe may not be real: that which we believe may not be true. Haiku questions mysteries and points up contradictions. It represents the depth and breadth of human spirituality, but always assumes responsibility for living by the living, and not merely by following the dead into history. It is a fitting genre for the subject of circles, cycles, and the progress of man.
The circus haiku struck me with the chaos of the world, which I don't like at all. Unspoken trust struck me too. Well, they are all strong and powerful for me.
"We could say that the limits of language are the limits of the world… that the limits of my language are the limits of my world."
-Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus Logico Philosophicus
Human life itself may be almost pure chaos, but the work of the artist is to take these handfuls of confusion and disparate things, things that seem to be irreconcilable, and put them together in a frame to give them some kind of shape and meaning.
-Katherine Anne Porter
Ace: "When you love someone, you've gotta trust them. There's no other way. You've got to give them the key to everything that's yours. Otherwise, what's the point?"
Interesting form!
I like haiku.
Speaking of which, I tagged both you and Andree for a poetry meme
Interesting, Michael. Thanks for sharing a thought-provoking poem. God bless.
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