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Waste touches stay here
I honestly realize
Our slowly war.
Aman Sep 16
Nothing is nandemonai......
Sorry goes Gomen na sai......
Thank you is Arigatou.....
I see is Naruhodo.....
Power is chikara......
But goes dakara.......
What is nani......
Legend is densetsu.....
Story is monogatari......
Promise is yakusoku........
Protect is mamoru......
School is gakuen......
Fireworks are hanabi......
Eat is tabetai......
Understand is wakarimashta.....
Awesome is sugoi......
Strong is siyoi......
Sword goes ken.......
Spirit goes nen......
Ok goes daijobu......
Really is honto......
Lunchbox is bento.......
Just the Japanese words I know
Dōmo arigatō
misutā robotto

Mata au hi made

Dōmo arigatō
misutā robotto

Himitsu o shiritai
J J Aug 12
Light with the heat of
blood,rushes bright along palm-
I prepare my day!

I spat at the rain
and then it spat back at me;
Confused bemusement.
Keiri Jul 29
5-7-5 Haiku version:

Boku no haru,
de tenki ha ii desu,
hajimashou ka?

My summer
Where the weather is good
Let us finally begin?)

5-7-5-7-7 Tokka version:

Boku no haru
de tenki ha ii desu,
hajimashou ka?

Hana o sakimasu.
Mitteru yo, hayaku!

(My summer
Where the weather is good
Let us finally begin?

The flowers bloom
Come see this, quick!)
Haiku are poems with specific syllable rules (as said 5 syllables, then 7, then 5) Tokka are more recent versions of Haiku where the original poem (5-7-5) gets an adaptation (7-7) usually other poets add this adaptation, but I did the first one to show you how.

Will you help me finish this poem?
Add your own version in the comments (remember 5-7-5-7-7) You don't have to stick with Japanese if that makes you uncomfortable

Complete the chain, add on the addaptations and so on, until we make a poet chain.
Shivani Lalan Apr 30
my brain finds solace
on a sweet picnic table -
set up for a short tea,
on tatami mats,
in a garden with half a blanket
of pink-white blossoms
sleeping on the earth.
on such days,
my words settle into
seventeen sweet spots -
no fuss, no muss -
like schoolchildren after a field trip,
too tired and hopefully
too content
to rebel.

my words come to rest
as if my heart and my hands
are all weary travellers,
and i sent them to retrieve riches
that are way beyond
belonging to seventeen neat corners.
and so i apologize,
i call it laziness,
offer some food for thought,
and a warm place to rest
between the
of a haiku.
Echo Apr 16
Who is't art thee?
It's neither day nor night.
Blurring Encountering Fading
Tasokare (Twilight) is use at dusk when it becomes impossible to discern one another's faces. It means 'Who are you?'
longing 4 my mother
her embrace so warm, gentle
her lap comforting
will i ever again have this
sweet unconditional love...

tanka 1
napowrimo day 5
© rochelle foles 2019
napowrimo day 5: “tanka 1”
tanka is an ancient japanese poetic form, popular long before haiku, that mimics the first three lines of tanka.
it’s structure is syllabic: 5,7,5,7,7, and doesn’t rhyme.  traditionally it was written as one unbroken line, however americans prefer to write in 5 lines.
the first three lines traditionally pose a question or conflict that the last two lines answer.  in this poem i’ve inverted that structure.
there, now you know more about tanka then you ever conceived you might!
Arisa Mar 2
Fuyu for Winter,
Natsu for Summer.
I find no ***** to give,
So that's a huge ******.
I often find people come to me to talk about their feelings because I'm a 'Good Listener' - What they don't know is that I'm only a good listener because I have nothing to say. Because of this, I come off as cold and a tad mysterious.
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