Haiku - Long and Short
By
C.A. DuChane
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Haiku – Long and Short
Copyright 2010 C.A. DuChane
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Dedicated to my mother and all the strange wondrous things
that inspire me each day.
Table of Contents
It is important to understand that most creative works do not just spring to life from no where. They are the product of their creators good and bad experiences, whims, and fancies. The author’s fundamental nature; if you will.
First off, I’d like to say thank you to everyone that purchased this book, and investing a little bit of time into reading my first book, nay my first published work. It’s because of readers in the first place that I love to write. I write to amuse others almost as much as to amuse myself.
Also, I’d like to thank my mother for keeping me grounded, my father for allowing me to gripe, my sister for her warm smile, my friends for their continuing support, and the world at large for it’s willingness to put up with my all too abstract behavior.
Finally, I’d like to thank computers for allowing me to achieve the small dream of becoming a published author.
In the following book you will find a small collection of the haikus I have written, most of which are featured on my deviant art page (touchpad.deviantart.com), I hope you will enjoy them.
There really isn't as much that goes into writing haikus as some authors would have you think. There are a few things to know about my haikus and that is that they are both wrong and fun.
Traditionally a haiku is made of 17 symbol sounds, not quite the same as syllables. In fact many other western haiku poets use less then 17 syllables in order to reflect this fact. A single sound counts as one out of the total 17 while as a long sound (like oo) counts as two; even though, a word like soothing is only two syllables for a tradition haiku it would count as 3(at least) symbol sounds in a more traditional haiku. I opt to use the full 17 syllables in the classic 5-7-5 symmetry, because it allows for a greater level of expression, and in the end the main point of poetry is to allow the author the ability of free expression.
Also, almost all traditional eastern haikus also have the follow three things in common:
The Breaking Phrase - a line (either beginning, middle, or end) that breaks up the common thread or thought between the other two lines
I try to do this as often as I can. It is a major part of what give a haiku its eastern feel.
An indication of season or time of the year or day - This is a little restriction I often forget. Most haiku has this, or have a word that expresses the feeling a season gives. Examples include heat, warm, love for summer, or cold, bitter, foreboding for winter. Personally, and partially do to my abstract nature, I have trouble remembering this, but it is still an important part of haiku.
Form - They are mostly written vertically from top to bottom, right to left. Seeing as I read horizontality left to write; I find it easier to write in much the same manner. I believe it prevents me from suffering an aneurysm.
Now,
something uncommon and not traditional that I do with haiku is
something I've dubbed the long form. The long form haiku is a longer
poem in which I repeat the haiku three line symmetry of 5-7-5 until
I'm satisfied with the poem...its really multiple haiku poems sharing
a common thread and one and only one title. An examples of the long
form haiku maybe found in my gallery (touchpad.deviantart.com). My
personal favorites are Ice, Exhausted, and Gore, but I maybe bias.
Sorry for the crash course, but now you know more about haiku then most people, and how I keep them fun to read and write.
Haiku – Long and Short
A Boat in Water
Flow with the Ebbs and Rapids
Enjoy the Journey
Thing are Changing Now
The Sun Plays Later Each Day
Warmth Is Coming Soon
Road under My Feet
Reaching Up To Support Me
Off On a Journey
Mysterious Men
With No Fear, Love, Or Anger
Force Others, Mind Tricks
Eyes Crossed In Great Pain
I Cannot Put Weight On It
It’s Broken My Sprain
Unable To Finish
There Is A Job To Be Done
And No Want To Start
I’m Tied To My Stoop
Growling At The Passers By
They Can Not Come In
Pout Little Child
Finish All Your Vegetables
You Can’t Have Desert
Black Button Eyes Spy
Stealing The Unhappy Moments
A Cute Duplicate
Alone By Myself
Longing For Human Contact
No One I Can Touch
Broken Glass Shattered
Brandy Spilled On The Tile Floor
Tossed Aside And Lost
Buried Under Filth
Carries Precious Memories
It’s Another Mans Trash
A Cold Cement Cell
My Ankle Chained To The Wall
Iron Cross Judges Me
It’s Looking For Food
Black Shelled Beast Scurries About
But Ends Up A Stain
Melty Chocolate
Greeting Wary Travelers
Wish I Had Some Milk
It’s Not About Right
For Us Exists A Fine Line
It’s Not About Wrong
My Heart Aches For You
A Strong Burning In My Chest
It Belongs To You
Its Contents Warm Me
Alcohol Soothes My Madness
On Cold Winter Nights
Thorns Pierce Deep Through Skin
A Sweet Life Slowly Springs Forth
Drink Dark Blood Red Rose
Calling A Restaurant
In Thirty Minutes Or Less
Hot and Delicious
Spring Breeze Cools The Air
The Petals Dance In The Fields
Children Pursue Them
Caring And Loving
All Welcomed Into Her Heart
So Sweet And Tender
Taste Of Everything
The Sweetness Of Summer Wine
Overwhelming Me
Bottles Emptiness
Ambrosia Meant For Gods
It Seduces You
Heavy Red Gloves Strike
Ferocity Of The Fight
Feeling Sore And Bruised
In the Roped In Cage
Each Struggling For The Belt
Scent Of Victory
Challenge Each Other
Meeting the Brink Of Danger
The Strong Taste Of Blood
Their Fists Connecting
With Heavily Trained Muscle
Steady Ringing Sound
Bell Sounding the Rounds
Battle Till One Can’t Get Up
Seeing The Bright Lights
Was Walking The Old Path
Ivory Teeth In A Wide Grin
When I Met Him There
He Offered Sweet Lies
In Exchange For Parts Of Me
Rolling Like Honey
He Checked My Parcel
Asked Of My Destination
And I Lied To Him
No Meal Would I Play
Another May Come This Way
But I’m Not, Wolf’s Pray
Knowing Your Own Strengths
A Feeling Wells Up Inside
Don’t Get A Big Head
Pride Can Be A Strength
Helping You Make Smart Choices
Can Help You Stand Tall
Or It’s A Weakness
Blinding You To Shortcomings
Be Weary Of Pride
Smooth Practitioner
Meeting With Her Is Awkward
She Leaves Me Waiting
She Asks How I’ve Been
But Does She Really Know Me
It Has Been A Year
Tells Me To Undress
And To Wear What She Provides
I Ask No Questions
She Probes With Questions
And Her Soft Small Icy Hands
A Thorough Exam
I Breathe For Her Now
Subject To Her Instruments
Testing All Of Me
It’s A Good Visit
See her Once In Awhile
My Private Doctor
It Is Bed Time Now
But He Doesn’t Wanna Sleep