| Archives 2017: Haiku Poems by Rosaliene Bacchus |
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HAIKU POETRY |
The Japanese
haiku poetic form
of 5-7-5 on -
often equated
with the English
syllable -
juxtaposes two
images or ideas,
usually
separated with a
cutting word.
For me, the
haiku poem is a
morsel to chew
during the day
or days ahead.
haiku poetic form
of 5-7-5 on -
often equated
with the English
syllable -
juxtaposes two
images or ideas,
usually
separated with a
cutting word.
For me, the
haiku poem is a
morsel to chew
during the day
or days ahead.
We live in challenging times. Our future is uncertain. For many of us, each day is
filled with adversity and struggle. Using the compact Haiku verse, I call attention to
our humanity, our struggle, and to the situations that bind us.
filled with adversity and struggle. Using the compact Haiku verse, I call attention to
our humanity, our struggle, and to the situations that bind us.
A THORNY PROBLEM
In fields and cities
workers face the same pain & grief.
A thorny problem.
JUNE 2017
WHERE THE VOYAGE ENDS
From our bombs they flee.
No Refugees banners greet them;
Where the voyage ends.
MAY 2017
MY THANKS
for my friend & poet Angela Consolo Mankiewicz
who died on March 7, 2017
My thanks, dear friend
Poetry pulled from the heart
Love, pain & fear laid bare.
APRIL 2017
ESSENCE OF LOVE
To let go of fear
to become vulnerable.
The essence of love.
MARCH 2017
HOUSE OF NO DOORS
Fear of the Other
though we share the same body.
House of no doors.
FEBRUARY 2017
WARRIOR OF THE LIGHT
Abandoned & broken
I confront my fears & foes.
Warrior of the Light.
JANUARY 2017
In fields and cities
workers face the same pain & grief.
A thorny problem.
JUNE 2017
WHERE THE VOYAGE ENDS
From our bombs they flee.
No Refugees banners greet them;
Where the voyage ends.
MAY 2017
MY THANKS
for my friend & poet Angela Consolo Mankiewicz
who died on March 7, 2017
My thanks, dear friend
Poetry pulled from the heart
Love, pain & fear laid bare.
APRIL 2017
ESSENCE OF LOVE
To let go of fear
to become vulnerable.
The essence of love.
MARCH 2017
HOUSE OF NO DOORS
Fear of the Other
though we share the same body.
House of no doors.
FEBRUARY 2017
WARRIOR OF THE LIGHT
Abandoned & broken
I confront my fears & foes.
Warrior of the Light.
JANUARY 2017
| THE INSPIRATIONAL STORY THAT SET ME ON THE PATH TO WRITING HAIKU POETRY |
WHAT IS HIDING?
What is hiding
within the soulless sentences?
Tax bill for the rich.
DECEMBER 2017
NARROW VIEWS
Narrow views limit
the color of our palette
to black, white & gray
NOVEMBER 2017
OVER THE BORDER
Nine years old, freed to
try again to join his parents
over the border.
OCTOBER 2017
MISERABLE CHAOS
From the murky swamp
hate bubbles to the surface
- miserable chaos.
SEPTEMBER 2017
WHERE WILL CHILDREN PLAY?
Terror rains from the sky
Cities turned to rubble.
Where will children play?
AUGUST 2017
FOURTH OF JULY
Fourth of July
A nation of immigrants
A riff, a rift, a raft.
JULY 2017
What is hiding
within the soulless sentences?
Tax bill for the rich.
DECEMBER 2017
NARROW VIEWS
Narrow views limit
the color of our palette
to black, white & gray
NOVEMBER 2017
OVER THE BORDER
Nine years old, freed to
try again to join his parents
over the border.
OCTOBER 2017
MISERABLE CHAOS
From the murky swamp
hate bubbles to the surface
- miserable chaos.
SEPTEMBER 2017
WHERE WILL CHILDREN PLAY?
Terror rains from the sky
Cities turned to rubble.
Where will children play?
AUGUST 2017
FOURTH OF JULY
Fourth of July
A nation of immigrants
A riff, a rift, a raft.
JULY 2017