This is hard to do:
seventeen syllables only.
One hundred clamor!
I wrote a sonnet.
Haiku master poured more tea.
Which the true poet?
When good fortune reigns,
we should dance and shout, 'Hurray! '
A child leads us.
Today is Sunday:
forecast says, rain all day long.
Should we rename it?
The cloud did not care:
it rained on my special day.
Then left - business elsewhere!
I wish you would write one about sweet koala bears! I haven't seen haiku put together into a longer poem... Is there a word for that? ;) . I enjoyed reading these. They made me smile.... Especially the one about tea....
Wish they continue to flow more and more like pop corns on the pan and let us enjoy their beauty. Thank you Daniel.
Love the innate flow from one to another, very creative and enticing! Thank you for sharing, I thoroughly enjoyed them! RoseAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is hard to do/ seventeen syllables only... But you can do beautifully.