Unfolding. Night creeps.
Aglow, refresh bewitched minds
A piece of sky’s high
By Sarah ©2021
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Challenge #357 – high and refresh and Mindlovemisery’s Menageries, Photo Challenge #365
Category: Haiku / Senryu
Boiling
cloak myself in white
hiding behind purest smiles
beneath, red blood boils
By Sarah ©2021
An Unexpected Adventure
plucking up courage
she played her role as captain
oh, to imagine!
By Sarah ©2019
#NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day 29; and also, Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #251 – Plucked and Played
The Visitor
tempting the sparrows
the visitor draws them in
with bells and whistles
twittering about
unaware they’ve entered a
graveyard in the mist
like spearing flowers
bodies lie as they’ve fallen
the attack begins
By Sarah ©2019
Author’s note: On MLMM today, Chèvrefeuille has challenged us to write something “different”, based on the Haiku by Yozakura. I have used most words from the original Haiku to create this triple Haiku, based on today’s Pobble365 Prompt.
#NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day 24; and also, Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, April 24th 2019 – Something Different
Robin Hood
Heroic outlaw
Friction of arrow on bow
Ready for action
By Sarah ©2019
#NaPoWriMo 2019 – Day 23; and also, Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #250 – Action & Friction
High Flyer
Work hard. Shoot upwards.
Fly high over landscape tones.
Pitch into space. Soar.
By Sarah ©2019
#NaPoWriMo – Day 16, 2019, and also, Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #249 – Pitch and Tone
Floating Citadel
Image credit Pobble365Things that are serene.
Things that paint a playful scene.
Things not what they seem.
By Sarah ©2019
#NaPoWriMo – Day 9, 2019; and also, Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #248 – Serene and Scene
The Mountain Pass
Blue on blue, their skin.
Consumed by cold, endless stairs.
Dying on the pass.
By Sarah ©2019
On The Prowl
Look sharp and pay mind.
Is the beast within without?
Start prowling in kind.
By Sarah ©2019
#NaPoWriMo – Day Two; and also, Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #247 – kind and mind
Ride
This path’s not easy.
Bumpy, twisting and turning
– the ride of your life!
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #245 – easy and ride
By Sarah ©2019
Drum Circle
Hands fly across skins.
A blur of motion and sound.
Drumming circle bliss!
By Sarah ©2019
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #244 – sound and motion
Loose
A loose feather flies.
Childen screaming with delight
Whack! Thump! Pillow fight!
By Sarah ©2019
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #242 – scream and feather
Honey, Sage and Apple
With grapes from the vine
Add honey, sage and apple
You’ll have one fine wine
By Sarah ©2019
Author’s note: This Haiku was inspired by a wine recipe for white wine with honey and sage, that appears in one of the oldest medieval cookbooks, Tractatus de modo preparandi. You can find and try the recipe here, courtesy of Quarto Cooks
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #236 – Sage and Vine
Leap
Keep one foot grounded
When taking a leap of faith
Lest your path fails you
By Sarah ©2019
Muddy
Muddying my hands
I dove deep beneath the soil
To grow like the grass
By Sarah ©2019
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #235 – grass and dove
Olive Branch
No more olive branch
The peace dove’s strength has faltered
Offers but dried grass
By Sarah ©2019
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #235 – grass and dove
Cornucopia
Mischief is afoot
Words are cornucopia
So I guard my mouth
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #232 – Foot and Mouth
Today
Don’t lament the past!
Opportunities exist
only in today.
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #230 – exist and today
The Voice Of The Wind
Whispering murmurs,
ruffling the last strands of hair
Atop trembling woods
By Sarah ©2018
Not Asked
constantly seeking
answers to questions not asked
yet with no resolve
By Sarah ©2018
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #226 – question and resolve
Four Seasons
Noses are sniffling
Hayfever hits as hard as
The magpies swooping
The searing sun burns
With heat like a thick blanket
I welcome the rain
Golden, amber, red
Leaves cascading like feathers
released from the tree
Steamy breath, cold cheeks
Frost crunches under my feet
Warm fire in the hearth
By Sarah ©2018
Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, September 26th 2018 – Chain of Seasons
Departing Summer
Departing sunshine
Hinged on falling crimson leaves.
Signals season’s change.
By Sarah ©2018
Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille, September 5th, 2018 – Departing Summer
Poisoned Hope
I have chosen fear.
Allowed my past to poison
Hope. I choose again.
By Sarah ©2018
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #217 – Poison and past
Hard
The days seem so hard.
Nothing makes sense anymore.
I’m too old for this!
By Sarah ©2018
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #209 – Old and Days
Within Reach
I’m taking the chance
on dreams that feel within reach.
May the stars unite.
By Sarah ©2018
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #208 – Chance and Unite
Home
My heart is aflame.
Its lantern burns bright for you.
Guiding your way home.
By Sarah ©2018
Bliss
under wings I fly
I keep my eyes on my bliss
your brawn can’t break me
By Sarah ©2018
Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Photo Challenge #219 and Ronovan Write, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #206 – bliss and brawn
Tyrant Rule
under tyrant rule
with our voices united
hope of mutiny
By Sarah ©2018
Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #205 – tyrant and hope
Under Wing
Under wing, no more.
Debris and mess my new home.
The cost of being free.
By Sarah ©2018
Gone
Holding broken dreams,
I weep for you as tears fall
through my bloodstained hands.
It’s hard to let go
of someone you never met,
but love so fiercely.
Too fragile for life –
a tiny heartbeat in time.
And then you were gone…
By Sarah ©2018
Author’s Note: A triple haiku, as this week marks the six year anniversary of my last miscarriage and the end of all hope I ever had of being a mother. A fitting choice of words for me, from Ronovan this week? 😔 Must be a “thing” as last year, this very same week, I wrote Bloodline using Ronovan’s words, “miracle” and “save”. Oh what bitter irony…
Prompt: Ronovan Writes, Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt, Challenge #202 – Fragile and Heartbeat
By Sarah 