1,001 Haiku,A Poem by Carl TeegerstromI have a goal to write 1,001 Haiku. I hope you like them!1 Waves Waves break on the shore The sand shifts beneath my feet Yet the shore is still. 2 Snowy Roof Snow buries the roof The hut's dry breams groan and creak The cool wind whispers 3 Ceiling Fan The hanging fan spins Shadows casted on empty ceiling Whose terrain erodes away. 4 Lightning: Lightning’s fiery whip Snaps with resounding thunder, the sky’s left silent. 5 Katana
Quench Katana quenched hot red flesh bends in water then bends back as steel 6 Smith Hammers ring and sing the blacksmith swings and strikes, but his mind is silent. 7 Sunshine,
Wintertime Sunshine, the shade's cool, wintertime, the fire's warm, and trees are still my friends. 8 Pen Silver pen, black ink, digging into page, thin lines, a blob on the nib. 9 National
Panic An empire panics, the ocean depths are still dark, bright heavens still turn. 10 Catastrophe O CATASTROPHE! Thou art dreadful, and yet still the desert's barren. 11 The Godfather
Poster The poster's wrinkled full of valleys and mountains, smoothly glistening. 12 Lamp Night The street lamps are bright, the sky burst like dark nightshade yet, there's no sharp line. 13 Coffee
Cup The cup is empty, coffee still drops from its side, frozen in brown stains. 14 Wet Snowflakes The rainy day's grey, droplets float like wet snow flakes in the warm lamp light. 15 Puddle Stars I see many stars through windows, beneath street lamps, in every puddle. 16 Broken Rock A rock is broken the crack pings like metal, but dust rises like ash. 17 Black Black, no light escapes, so cool, there’s no scalding heat of lights far too bright. 18 Snowy Ash,
Ashen Snow Snow, ash, both so soft, one froze, the other burned, now one melts and one cools. 19 Ripples on
the Moon The full moon shines bright whilst veiled by ghostly clouds like ripples in a pond 20 Burning Moon The full moon burns white, her rays blast away the clouds to chill the still air. 21 Lunar Surface The grey continents of the moon’s face are bastions ‘gainst the creamy seas. 22 To Syne:
Obsidian Pupils You pupils glisten like obsidian against you creamy, white eyes. 23 To Syne:
Euphrosyne O Euphrosyne! Muse with Aphrodite’s charm and Athena’s wit. 24. To Syne: Just
Peachy Your face curves softly like ripe peaches harvested from Autumn orchards. 25 The Talons of
Dry Leaves The wind rustles leaves, dry, scratching at the concrete like eagle talons. 26 Basketball Isn't it strange that a basketball rings like a bell or singing bowl? 27 Obsidian
Sapphire Her hair glimmers like liquid obsidian, dark as the sapphire's heart. 28 Whetstone The old, whetted knife’s wet edge was cut clean by the damp, glossy whetstone. 29 Subtle
Inversion Seven syllables, five syllables bookend those seven syllables. 30 Cigarette
Butts Those cigarette butts that strew the streets indicate the life of cafés. 31 Old Book Smell Old books smell sour like their yellow pages, yet it’s so bittersweet. 32 New Book
Smell New books smell so clean, soon they leave to break their spines and bleed life's marrows. 33 Waterfall First from the sky to the mountains, then off the cliffs, thus the waterfall. 34 Fire Crackle The fire crackles sound like tortilla chip eaters: pop, crack, crunch, strain, pop! 35 Logs Crumble When the logs don't crack but crumble in the fire, they sound like broken glass. 36 Dark and
Stormy Night Can thunder comfort? Can cold, pattering rain warm you by a firplace? 37 Slither Drops Cool drops slither, pool, drip,drop, patter on concrete floors from cracked ceilings. 38 December Rain The rain falling sounds like cold wind that rustled leaves and now rustles rain. 39 The Raindrops
in Lamplight Thin raindrops shoot slant through lamplight like meteors briefly bright then gone. 40 Autumn Rain You know the sound well rain on boughs of autumn trees whose warm leaves you know too. 41 The Fog of
Rain The rain falls like fog you can see through and be still in cool solitude. 42 Windshield
Wiper Windshield wiper paints light grey streaks on dark grey glass like a bamboo brush. Good bye, forget or return, either way, as friends, we still say good bye.
© 2017 Carl TeegerstromAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorCarl TeegerstromHouston, TXAboutI am a creative person looking to for a place to flex his creative muscles in writing. I love literature, poetry, movies, short stories, philosophy, art, essays and more. I hope you will like what I h.. more..Writing
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