Haiku included in The Bridge-Progressive Arts Initiative #Quarantine Haikus Project #NationalPoetryMonth

Megha's World's avatarMegha's World

I’m happy to see my Haiku included in the #QuarantineHaikus Project initiated by The Bridge – Progressive Arts Initiative, Charlottesville, Virginia.

#QuarantineHaikus is a series of crowd-sourced uplifting Haikus to help us get through the COVID-19 outbreak. No matter what level of quarantine, self-quarantine, or social distancing you’re currently engaged in, we’re certain you’re likely feeling some measure of disconnection to your friends, family, and community. Join The Bridge in this simple project to help us all feel a little more connected as we weather this storm. Anyone can participate!

Haiku


Hunkered down with life
finding solace in paper
poetry holds light

Here is the link of my video reading the Haiku

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Pupil (an acrostic poem)

Michael's avatarNever Short On Words

Perhaps the eyes are the mirror to the soul

Until you think about that little crack in the facade

Potentially that means your soul might be trying to break out

It could also mean that your soul doesn’t really want to be seen, breaking the glass

Leaving you either a prison to break free from or just broken

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3 Haiku

V.M.Sang's avatarDragons Rule OK. V.M.Sang (author)

RAIN

I decided, a few weeks ago, to try my hand at writing Haiku. We’d just had a very rainy, wet winter and so I began with 3 about rain.

Gentle rain, sweet rain.
Pitter-patter on the leaves
Helps the flowers grow.

The rain hammers down.
It drenches the sodden ground.
Rivers overflow.

Rainbow in the sky.
The sunshine split by raindrops.
Glorious colour.

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Prompt day 10

Day 9

Midnight

mkvecchitto's avatarWriting and Reflections

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Midnight creeps
silent, steady
It whispers with the voice
of a thousand ghosts

Like a tree without leaves,
it casts shadows
of something it is not
or something it could be

It haunts the imagination,
scurrying like mice in the attic,
scratching in time with a beating heart
Such is the transition from today into tomorrow

I welcome the invitation
and paint it with the colors of my mind
Deep blues to soothe and
vibrant pinks to cast a spell of love


 

photo: mine
prompts: The Poetry Society, Lyric Ideas, Go Dog Go Cafe Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge

 

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