Haiku thread

Campfire by starlight,
making smores is a fine art,
open tent awaits.

 

Live in the present.
Forever tommarow brings
Today's yesterday.

 

I dig it.

 

High octane fuel
Is superb for scratchy throats
Give me some of that.

 

excellent

 

Moonlight speaks silver,
pools of insight ripple on,
lovely reflection.

 

A wonderful night
Watching all the stars go by
Smiles grow on trees

 

Mmm freshly brewing
Done; and in my morning mouth
It goes, down, down, down

 

Neither blind nor deaf,
to a pleasant distraction,
faithfulness walks away.

 

Good morning, sylvan.

 

Sweet tastes of splendor
Dancing in my waking mouth
Open and taste me

 

one of my favorites.

here goes lol...

The brown of once green.
Bitter; fragile memories,
Repudiate me.

 

Shadow by rain cloud
Surrounding enormous oak
Acorn by the root.

 

slate grey skies
and a cool brisk wind--
autumn comes

 

Cavern of coolness,
caressing curving contours,
kissing with a drop.

 

Unseen the spirit
Blindly seeking within me
For love and for hope.

 

awakening the
spirit of my mother earth
her child she blesses

 

So far, yet in me,
she echoes as ecstacy,
filling me with love.

 

by far my favourite

 

I am amazed
it seems to come so easy
this structured ryme

something about it
this basic set of meter
it just seems to flow

the only thing left
is the words that you use
to make it lovely

i will now try it
with in the clasic content
i hope you enjoy
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rose of the morning
the soft soungs of the dawn
awaken my dream