Haiku and Renku Poetry © by Trisha Sugarek
Haiku
to write haiku is
to distill to perfection
with only three lines
Memories of the South
spanish moss shimmers
slave ghosts of days long gone by
hanging from the trees
stain on Old Glory
dark time of subjugation
when man enslaved man
memories forever
then bodies, now gray moss hangs
tears, blood-darken roots
Samurai Song
delicate blossom
rests in the still gnarled hand
bruised petals weep tears
weary eyes open
tiny cuts, the body bleeds
peace still years away
sun rise breaks the hill
heralds another battle
draw your sword and charge
Life after Death
Dark, cold days of grief
think you can no longer breathe
great loss, emptiness
Summer woods
a single leaf floats
deer creep along well worn paths
fish leap with delight
rings spread on the pond
katydids shout their presence
goslings paddle near
breezes stir the trees
the forest floor perfumes rise
a lone bird exults
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