Haiku

I have begun a writing class, called Women Writing for a Change. This class is very good for me. It is like nothing I've ever done. The focus is to support the work of each writer - nurturing her words and helping her find her own writing path. Feedback is given in a supportive and conscious manner. It is a life-changing experience to participate in the group!

Here are three haiku that I was inspired to write for my class. I wrote these after sitting in my garden this weekend. In case it's been a few years since you've thought about this, a haiku is a non-rhyming poem of Japanese lineage. The poem is made of 17 syllables, in rows of 5 - 7 - 5. Traditionally, haiku are about nature.

Love Lies Bleeding, sway

Your mane beckons my fingers

To touch, to feel, each

Blue morning glory

Opens life to sun, one day

Maiden, mother, crone

Pinched crown of thorns bleeds
Thick, sticky white drops of life
Wound, I hear your gasp