The haiku is one of my favorite poetic forms. I will often jot one down in class when not paying attention to a teacher, or when riding as a passenger in a car, or on my friend’s facebook pages when I am awake late at night and procrastinating on something important to do.
Haikus are short and to the point, much like I am. It was as if the form was made for me, but really, it wasn’t. Haikus were made for all to enjoy, not just me. A traditional haiku has 17 syllables, broken up into lines that are 5/7/5 syllables each. In sticking with tradition, most haikus usually include references to nature or the seasons and contain a contrasting image within it. It is common for haikus to have spliced words, elongated vowel sounds or double syllabic sounds to fulfill the syllable count requirements. Haikus can also be joined together to make a larger poem, but each haiku must stand on its own and be able to be read as an independent piece for the poem to truly be considered a haiku.
Below is my interpretation of a traditional haiku. This is a series of haikus, but each also stand independently, or, I at least hope they do.
Waiting for Prince Charming
Blossoms hold their breath,
throughout the cold barren days,
waking with a kiss.
While life progresses,
hearts stay frozen as winter,
waiting to defrost.
Is that a white steed?
No, just a small warty toad
croaking in the night.
Sing of fantasy,
for the wait has been too long.
Another tale ends.
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