Julyn Pride

Veteran Poet - 1,668 Points (06-14-1957 / Rockville, CT)

An Afternoon Of Haiku - Poem by Julyn Pride


In liquid wonder
A sparkle of fire swim
Many colored fish.


Captured, the cricket
Does not sing for one's pleasure
Till jar is empty.


River fog rises
And the hidden mountain base
Hangs in autumn sky.

Pine Tree

Pine tree at stone house -
A needle's eye gaze in sun -
Sees men of old time.


The ford brims its bank
The pheasant cries to her mate.
I am late my love.

Thorn Tree

The twisted thorn tree
Spreads over a dead swallow
Weeping for the nest.

Topic(s) of this poem: Nature

Form: Haiku

Comments about An Afternoon Of Haiku by Julyn Pride

  • Georgios Venetopoulos (2/16/2017 3:04:00 AM)

    So poetic constructions of 5-7-5! ! Bravo, June! (Report) Reply

    June Mita (4/9/2017 6:37:00 PM)

    Thanks so much. I have written very little Haiku, but I enjoy the form very much.

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  • Dr.tony Brahmin (9/22/2015 10:51:00 PM)

    The twisted thorn tree
    Spreads over a dead swallow
    Weeping for the nest. haaaaa beautiful Hikus. thank you dear. so fine and reavealing.
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    June Mita (4/9/2017 6:38:00 PM)

    Thanks for your comment. I have been out of the loop for awhile. Hope to be back for awhile this time.

    June Mita (10/19/2015 5:41:00 PM)

    Thankyou for reading my Haiku. It is one of my favorite types of poems to write.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 10, 2015

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