Today’s haiku challenge:
My style is the five/seven/five syllable structure. Here are my 10 haiku poems:
Rumi said he will
meet in the field when the world
seems too full — sounds nice.
on that field where we
meet, it’s soaked with the blood of
wrong generations.
sometimes, in that field
where we meet, I want Rumi’s
grass to strangle me.
I’m no Rumi, meet
me by the dumpster and we
will die like garbage.
I’m no Rumi, meet
me at the graveyard; our dirt
beds are waiting there.
I’m no Rumi, meet
me at the void, we can gaze
until our last breath.
meet the meat on meat:
two meat suits bound by a love
rotting them both out.
meet depression and
anxiety, who slipped in
unnoticed one day.
meet depression and
anxiety, who seesaw
me like it’s a game.
if I were to meet
my maker, I would tell them,
sorry, you messed up.
Also, that Rumi quote that the prompt “meet” made me immediately think about is beautiful and one of my favorites:
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.”
#haikuchallenge
“Meet”
He smiled and trilled
“I shall meet you on the elevator”
and dissolved into the stuff of dreams….
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