More Haiku Poems

A random assortment of haiku poems



Spring. Plants bloom, Birds sing,
Green awakes, colors return for
Allergy season


Genteel words spoken
Sweet eyes, kind smiles, yet
Underneath liars sleep.


Velvet petals bloomed
Elegant scent so sweet, yet
Beware of its thorns


Picnic lunch on grass
Sun and shade, good food to eat
And then came the bee


Adventure, danger
New friends and far off places
All found in a book


Walking in high heels
Graceful, elegant, stunning
Then she stepped in gum


Over night it appeared
Golden sprinkles on the ground
Look, so much pollen!


Fragile wings aloft
Fluttering by the window
Watch out for the cat!


Warmer weather shows
Oak trees spattered in yellow
Budding with pollen


Frightful dreaded sound
Evokes fear and quickens heart
Hear the ringing phone!


The clock dictates haste
But the sun and moon proceed
At their own set pace


Looking for guidance
In the early morning hours
A thought: eat breakfast


Falling off the lips
From pain the guilt-laced words slip
Frigid toxin drips


White sheets hung to dry
Ghostly creatures invented
By playful child’s eye

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