Tag Archives: #Senryu

Pusillanimous Senryu (like a Haiku, but funny – allegedly)

Someone said to me,

‘You’re so pusillanimous.’

so, I ran away.

When a Haiku cries – revisited.

‘When a Haiku cries’

When a Haiku cries
the world is a sadder place –
as all poets know.

My Haiku are mainly Senryu, and I don’t stick rigidly to the Japanese form, so perhaps they have become a variation on a theme.

A variation
upon the theme of poetry
sticking to the rules.

Procrastination Haiku (W.I.P.)

I was going to

write a haiku about Pro—

Pea TV Poetry Prompt – on the rollercoaster. #Senryu

“I wanna get off:

my lunch is threatening ‘out’,

and I have to peeeeeeeeeeee!”

“No Haiku, Today.”

I left out a note

for Ernie, fastest poet,

“No Haiku, Today.”


He left Senryu,

four of them, all in a row –

well, what could I say?

Seven days of seven Haiku a day – Day 7

Well, it’s nearly done,

just these last seven Haiku,

or Senryu things.


Have I convinced you?

That Haiku and Senryu

are such worthy foes?


Or has this been naff?

So many questions, just for you –

and so few answers.


Anyway you look,

it’s very neatly over,

and you can relax.


In a darkened room,

with a glass of aubergines

or something like that.


Winding down slowly,

and easing off the throttle,

braking gradually.


Driving metaphors –

I ask you, what are they like?

As if that mattered.

Seven days of seven Haiku a day – Day 6

Day six of seven,

and still no landing in sight –

ahoy there, mateys!


Well, I said ‘silly’,

and, so, silly it has been,

with the odd stale bit.


When I say, ‘stale bit’

I really meant ‘serious’

but it was too long.


So, now here we are,

on the middle Haiku part

and you’re all at sea.


My mixed metaphors

(similar to similes)

can confuse people.


When I say, ‘people’

that may or may not include

someone that you know.


Seventh Haiku starts

in much the same vein, because

that is how I write.

Seven days of seven Haiku a day – Day 4

Autumn’s mist arrives,

adds a cool chill to the air,

and then leaves us … leaves.


That is a Haiku;

it is in no way funny,

and tales of Nature.


I can do Haiku;

though for a while they were not –

as they were silly.


Now, if I have to,

I can write serious things,

and leave puns behind.


The Sun rose tofday;

but it did so quite unseen

due to the mizzle.


“This’ll confuse them.”

said the Sun in his ‘hot’ voice.

Well, we had no choice


but to be confused.

We stared at the dusty sky,

then went back to bed.

Seven days of seven Haiku a day – Day 3

I almost forgot!

I’ve seven Haiku to write

and it’s almost two.


Of the Clock I mean,

in the afternoon, lunchtime –

if lunch is had late.


What a state I’m in;

without a single idea

of what I’m to write.


I’d hate to fail now,

on the third day of seven

having just started.


Better make a start,

then I can catch up later,

before midnight comes.


But, on what subject?

Telekinesis? Maybe…

but ‘probably’ not.


I know, it’s simple,

I’ll write some quick Senryu

about fluffy ducks.


Seven days of seven Haiku a day – Day 2

Day 1 Haikus / Senryus here


So, here is day two;

the second day of seven,

you can do the math.


And what has happened?

I mean, have there been changes?

Or is all the same?


Never mind all that,

let us continue to write:

seven more haiku.


I know, ‘Senryu!’

There’s not a large difference,

just a state of style.


Humorous poems,

where there’s a lightness of touch,

and maybe a pun.


Not that puns matter –

hash-tag puns matter I write,

because I do care.


And seven now done;

and what have we achieved here …

remains to be seen.



Day 1 Haikus / Senryus here.