I remember learning about haiku poems in a writing class when I still pretty young. Back then they were challenging as I felt extremely limited and didn't, and still don't, enjoy following rules. But lately I have become interested in them, thanks to NHK Haiku Masters. Every now and then, when everyone is at school, I sit at home with my son and sister, doing household things while watching whatever programs NHK is featuring. I find a sense of peace watching Japanese people talk about their culture and seeing how some of the older generations live their simple, yet rich, lives. I don't know why, but I just want to write haiku about everything.
I am going through a lot in my journey as a single mom, still healing after a very messy and painful marriage experience. I suppose, rather than writing about my feelings with no limits, placing limits on myself help me channel my feelings to focus on the moments happening around the emotions swirling inside of me.
Like this one. I call it "Night Coffee". I don't I'm a great poet, but it makes me feel good and gives me a few minutes to focus on something else.
A chill in the air
I pull my cardigan tight
This deep, black coffee
It is transcient
Bold, bitter, and somehow sweet
Like this windy night
The curtains gently
Sway from the breeze, an empty
Cup, cold in my hands
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