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Showing posts with label haiku time. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haiku time. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
And now...haiku time
Tiffany over at Poetry and Hums had a great haiku prompt based on this photo:

Tiffany took a 3-5-3 pattern with her poem. I'm going to stick with the 5-7-5 pattern myself:
Red tulip blossoms
In a firy red color
Spring is now in bloom.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
And now...haiku time...with exclusive extras!
Tiffany over at Poetry and Hums hosts a weekly haiku prompt. Since I've recently been hit by the haiku bug, I thought I'd become a regular participant.
This week, the prompt is about butterflies. Here is my attempt:
"La mariposa"
Is Spanish for butterfly.
Es muy bonita.
I like haiku because it's quick and easy to create.
My bloggy friend Jenners over at Life With a Little One and More recently wrote a post on something called "found poems" and posted some examples of her own "found poems". According to poets.org, a found poem takes "take existing texts and refashion them, reorder them, and present them as poems. The literary equivalent of a collage, found poetry is often made from newspaper articles, street signs, graffiti, speeches, letters, or even other poems." Read more about found poems here.
Jenners wrote her found poems based on random words she looked up in the dictionary. I decided to try this exercise, opened up my tres old Webster's American College Dictionary, and found this:
parquet: n., v.: N: 1. a floor composed of short strips or blocks of wood forming a pattern, sometimes with inlays of other woods or other materials. 2. the front part of the main floor of a theater, opera house, etc., between the musicians' area and the parterre or, esp. in the U.S., the entire main-floor space for spectators. VT: 3. to construct (a floor) of parquetry.
Okaaaaaaayyyyyyyy...my first found poem is all about flooring! Whoo!
Here we go...it's my first attempt and not very good. I'm going to need practice!
From high above courtside,
I watch the men in green and white
Skip over the criss-cross pattern of the wooden floor.
But is it all really genuine blocks of wood,
Or are there other substances forming its short strips?
Yeah...I know it sucked. I need practice.
More attempts to come. They're not all gonna be good...but then again, even the best authors have received criticism for their works!
This week, the prompt is about butterflies. Here is my attempt:
"La mariposa"
Is Spanish for butterfly.
Es muy bonita.
I like haiku because it's quick and easy to create.
My bloggy friend Jenners over at Life With a Little One and More recently wrote a post on something called "found poems" and posted some examples of her own "found poems". According to poets.org, a found poem takes "take existing texts and refashion them, reorder them, and present them as poems. The literary equivalent of a collage, found poetry is often made from newspaper articles, street signs, graffiti, speeches, letters, or even other poems." Read more about found poems here.
Jenners wrote her found poems based on random words she looked up in the dictionary. I decided to try this exercise, opened up my tres old Webster's American College Dictionary, and found this:
parquet: n., v.: N: 1. a floor composed of short strips or blocks of wood forming a pattern, sometimes with inlays of other woods or other materials. 2. the front part of the main floor of a theater, opera house, etc., between the musicians' area and the parterre or, esp. in the U.S., the entire main-floor space for spectators. VT: 3. to construct (a floor) of parquetry.
Okaaaaaaayyyyyyyy...my first found poem is all about flooring! Whoo!
Here we go...it's my first attempt and not very good. I'm going to need practice!
From high above courtside,
I watch the men in green and white
Skip over the criss-cross pattern of the wooden floor.
But is it all really genuine blocks of wood,
Or are there other substances forming its short strips?
Yeah...I know it sucked. I need practice.
More attempts to come. They're not all gonna be good...but then again, even the best authors have received criticism for their works!
Filed under
haiku time,
poetry by Kitten
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
And now...haiku time
It's snowing again!
Lots of flakes and ice and cold
Hate...being...SNOWBOUND!!!
Lots of flakes and ice and cold
Hate...being...SNOWBOUND!!!
Filed under
haiku time,
poetry by Kitten
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