Mid-Month Poetry Prompt

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HAIKU
A true Haiku is written in Japanese.
In English, it is created as a three-line poem. The first line has 5 syllables; second 7 syllables and third line has 5 syllables. No need for rhyme. A Haiku ideally captures a moment or essence of something in nature and indicates when that moment occurred (such as a season or time of day).

Your Haiku could be on any topic: a few words delivered thoughtfully.

Mumsie (Haiku) by Leigh van der Veen

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Gentle look giver

And of soft, knowing back pats

Loving, truth-teller.

Mumsie by Leigh van der Veen

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ANZAC Day (Haiku) by Leigh van der Veen

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Pinned on rosemary 
Cold vermillion sky at dawn 
Wreaths placed, hope for peace. 

ANZAC Day by Leigh van der Veen

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Teachers note: Rosemary grows wild on the Gallipoli peninsular. Australians wear rosemary to honour the sacrifice of service personnel.

Space (Haiku) by Madden

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A cold dark abyss
Multiple planets and stars
So much to explore

Space by Madden – Townsville Grammar School, North Shore

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Twin Lakes (Haiku) by Class 4L

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A beautiful tale
Hydrangeas and lush forests
Blue and green lakes lie.

Twin Lakes by Class 4L – Townsville Grammar School North Shore

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Teacher’s note: After reading a folk story about the Twin Lakes in Azores, we composed this poem as a class.

“Haiku” by J. R. Poulter

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“Spring Haiku” by Katherine Gallagher

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blazing wattle –
the splendour
of yellow

a ladybird
on the mock-orange
finds the sun

in the distance
the stillness
of trees leafing

 

 

Haiku by Katherine Gallagher

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so many winners

running

into the wind

 

Haiku by Vanessa Proctor

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summer twilight

kangaroos boxing

on the golf course

 

Spring Haiku’s by Virginia Lowe

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From the blue spring sky

hard hail and soft pink petals

falling together

 

Spring morning –

overnight the wind has picked

the last camellia