I read a [lovely haiku](https://deals.weku.io/community-deals/@pankso/haiku-the-moon-chi) from @pankso today. It brought me back to a time when I used to write haiku on an almost daily basis.
I love short forms of poetry. They force you to be creative in ways you would have never thought possible.
A good haiku requires several reads to be fully understood. It leaves a lot to the imagination.
When I started being comfortable with the form, I decided to challenge myself and create pieces regrouping (seemingly unrelated) haiku. Here is an example below.
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<center>MOONLIGHT HAIKU</center>
dark night in the air
wintertime is drawing on
and hearts dance with joy.
a mischievous quill
that a hand tries to conceal –
a new phrase is born.
shadows on the wall
a funambulistic dawn
and a mirthful sun!
fields covered with grass
give a sense of existence –
He lives here as well!
darkness is gentle
but stars choose to conceal it
and rest quietly.
the Earth spins and whirls
on its juvenile axis –
who handles it all?
I can see the stars
study the lovely moon while
rocking an infant.
camouflaged, the night
awaits the critical hour
of crowning triumph.
Slowly, senses stir
and sing to the observant –
summers come and go.
drink the eternal
that your eyes catch in midair
and let your voice free!
today, tomorrow,
and yesterday are sisters
of the same instant.
_©2008 Cendrine Marrouat_
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<center>HAÏKU DE LA LUNE</center>
nuit sombre dans l’air
l’hiver approche soudain
et le cœur danse.
farceuse plume
que la main dissimule –
nouvelle phrase.
reflets sur le mur
aurore saltimbanque
drôle de soleil!
les pâturages
sentent bon l’herbe broutée –
là est la Source !
douces ténèbres
que les étoiles cachent
pour mieux dormir…
la Terre tourne
sur son axe enfantin –
qui manie le tout ?
je vois les astres
guetter l’exquise lune
et bercer l’enfant.
camouflée, la nuit
attend l’heure fatale
du couronnement.
lentement, l’éveil
des sens se fait entendre –
les étés passent.
gorgée d’éternel
que l’œil attrape au vol
et que la voix crie !
aujourd’hui, demain,
et hier sont nés ensemble
en un seul instant.
_©2008 Cendrine Marrouat_
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<tr><td>Category</td><td><b>Nature photography</b></td></tr>
<tr><td>Settings</td><td><b>ISO 200, f/16, 1/125s</b></td></tr>
<tr><td>Camera</td><td><b>Nikon D750</b></td></tr>
<tr><td>Lens</td><td><b>Nikkor 28-300mm f/3.5-5.6 @ 72mm</b></td></tr>
<tr><td>Location</td><td><b>Winnipeg, Canada</b></td></tr>
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Do you know that I have released five collections of poetry? [_Five Years and Counting. A Journey into the Mind of Soul Poetry_](https://www.amazon.com/Five-Years-Counting-Journey-Poetry/dp/0557424291) is my latest one. For more information on the book, click the image below:
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