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Mainstream Haiku Collection: Dreams are Doors To the Subconscious

Poetry By: Philip Roberts
Literary fiction



Despite what many claim, haiku is not a tradition form, only going back a few centuries. As such there are NO set rules to haiku writing: They do NOT have to be untitled (as a writing teacher once told me, “If you don’t care enough about your work to title it, how can you expect an editor to care about it?”) They do not have to be about nature, or the elements and do not have to be mainstream: SF, fantasy, horror, mystery are all valid haiku themes.


Submitted:Jan 9, 2011    Reads: 31    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


ALL AROUND THE WORLD
Nice to see haiku
From
England, South Africa,
China, India....

THE ARMAGEDDON

A war to end war
A war to end life itself,
Right across the Earth.

AUTUMN LEAVES

Autumn leaves falling
Winter around the corner;
Big freeze soon to come.

AUTUMN RAINS

Autumn rains fall
Light drizzle just a promise,
Of deluges to come.

AUTUMN RAINS FALLING

Autumn rains falling
Drizzle just a promise of
Deluges to come.

AZURE EYES (I)

Hair of spun gold and
Eyes of the richest azure,
Captivates my heart.

BIASED OLD EDITORS
Biased old editors
Think they know everything,
Know little in truth.

THE BLACK WOLF (I)

Black as night he stood
Beneath the moon's bright glow, a
Wolf with hungry eyes.

BLISS (a senru)
Domestic bliss:
Woman's work goes on and on;
Man must be the master!

BORROWED MOMENTS

The borrowed moments
An edge to reality,
Where nothing is real.

THE BREATH OF THE STORM
The breath of a storm:
Like anguished screams of the damned,
All your nerve ends raw.

CARAMEL EYES

My lover's eyes are
Like the warmest caramel,
And they melt my heart.

THE CHEETAH (I)
Sixty miles an hour
Runs the deadly feline,
To bring a zebra down.

CHESTNUT HAIR

Hair of rich chestnut
Eyes the deepest, warmest brown,
Firing up my heart.

COMMUNICATION BREAKDOWN (I)

Now that love is dead
You both worship hatred,
Wishing each other harm.

A DAY IN
OLD MELBOURNE TOWN
Autumn, winter, spring,
Then summer: all in one day
In Old
Melbourne town.

DEATH CONQUERS ALL

Death will conquer all:
All your fears and all your pains;
Miseries of life.

DEATH MUST GO ON
No-one can harm me
Death holds no fear for me;
I only fear living!

THE DELUGE (I)
A summer deluge
Half drowned
Chihuahua struggles
In surging waters.

THE DINGO
A large yellow dog
Now branded a killer by,
Those who mistrust him.

DIVINE ARMAGEDDON (II)
Far above the Earth
Dissension among the gods,
Causes Armageddon.

DIVORCE

Emotions rise when
feelings are hurt. And spiteful
things are said and done.

THE DOCUMENTARY
A borrowed image
Of some near-forgotten past,
That you never lived.

DOORS TO THE SUBCONSCIOUS (I)

Dreams are doors
to the subconscious: Portals
to other realities.

DOWN ON BOURBON STREET
Down on
Bourbon Street
They used to Rock. Then the age
Of Rock passed away.

DREAMS

Truth is hard to bear:
Now your love has flown the coop,
Dreams are all you have.

DRINKING WINE SPO DEE OO DEE (I)
In 1949 The 1st rock
and roll song was recorded!
What was it called?

EACH AND EVERY DAY

Each and every day
There's one thing I can count on,
Jesus will be here!

EBONY EYES (I)

Full of dark mystery
Her eyes call with a promise,
Of savage love.

ECSTASY
Now that love has gone
You find that ecstasy was,
All too frail a dream.

ELECTRIC BLUE EYES

Electric blue eyes
Sparkling like living sapphires,
Burn into your heart.

ELEPHANTS
Elephants lumber
Through the grassy savannahs;
Nature's armoured tanks.

EMERALD EYES (I)

Green eyes sparkling
Like the brightest emeralds,
Captivate my heart.

HORROR HAIKU (II)
Can haiku have horror themes?
According to many, "No!"
But who says, "Yes!"

INDIAN WINTER
Hellish cold weather
Freezing us in April, then
Autumn's back again.

INDIAN WINTER CALLING
Indian winter
Driving you indoors again,
Till Autumn returns.

INDIAN WINTER COMES
Down in Victoria
Hellish winter comes early,
Only for two weeks.

THANK THE LORD (II)
Thank the lord above
Even we are not beyond redemption,
We can still be saved!

YIP-YIP DOGS
Little yip yip dogs
Truly more like mice than dogs,
Bite worse than their bark.

THE END
© Copyright 2011
Philip Roberts





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