I have to write them,
Haikus, that is, and yet, no,
I shall not do that!
But, who has power,
who can honestly say, no,
when a Haiku calls?
I know I cannot,
I have to write the three lines,
because, I have to.
Not that I am weak,
but, every week day is
a Haiku day, no?
Go on, try it out;
seventeen syllables, then…
create your Haiku –
or add a couple of lines
and it becomes a Tanka.
Or make it funny,
and, by definition, you,
have a Senryu.
Haiku should be fun;
with some punctuation, too –
and named sen-ry-u.
Seventeen words
In three syllables
how hard is that?
Ah! Not that easy
Perhaps I need to practice
or I’ll get it wrong.
Seventeen Syllables?
I made a Rookie error
In my adding up.
Okay, you may laugh!
Not trying to be funny,
just writing Haiku.
What? About ‘Nature’?
The Haiku speaks of ‘Nature’?
Birds, trees, lakes and stuff?
So all mine are wrong?
They are more like ‘Sen-r-yu?
Like ‘bad’ Sen-r-yu?
Well here goes nothing:
The Sun rises in the East
and we give our praise.
Better? Well, thank you.
If only I could practice?
I’ll think about it.
Haiku for Nature;
a Tanka for love poems;
Senryu, funny.
Limericks, also funny;
Sonnets are for love poems;
Pantoums and Villanelles weird.
