Benny Haiku: A Japanese Recipe for Poetry

[Maid of Marvels]

Haiku is a counted syllable form.
Three lines of five, seven and five syllables respectively.

The smell of coffee
Tantalizes my senses
I need caffeine now!

There is no particular theme involved here.
It's just for fun.
Try one... or several?​

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Now that it is here
Will you leave me alone with
Unanswered Haiku? ​

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Intimate designs
Traced slowly, sensuously
Caress parted thighs.​

 

[Maid of Marvels]

Dirty dishes piled
Whose turn is it to wash them?
I hope it's not me.​

 

[Maid of Marvels]

I'd bet we can have
An entire conversation
Just like this. You see? ​

 

[chris2c4u]

Winter's frosted words
Across the distant landscape
Are spoken by crows.

 

[gagonthis]

This is my Haiku
This is seven syllables
Isn't that too good?!

 

[chris2c4u]

Slowly carnal words
Fill pages with erotic
Sensuality

 

[Steiner]

Alarm clock buzzing
Grey light and traffic humming
The day has begun

 

[Steiner]

I check all my threads
Respond to a few with joy
Isn't Woman fickle?

 

[Lady_Mornington]

A quote from the Bard?
"Frailty thy name is woman"
Steiner please behave!

 

[Steiner]

A scoundrel at heart?
Typecast by heaven it seems!
Spread hands say "Who me?"

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Affronted gesture
Honeycoated sentences
Ought be tied in bed

 

[Steiner]

Cruel Muse it doth seem
Milady seeks captive audience?
Wonder at motive!

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Keeping you in chains
What other motive need I?
Slave to all my whims.

 

[Steiner]

Tied to comfy bed
Scoundrel catches up on sleep
Perhaps not the point?

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Scoundrel must not sleep
Put tongue to proper use
Satisfy the girl!

 

[Steiner]

No artful deceits
Have won me from Lady's bed
Hard work settles all?

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Hard and painful work
Is the nature of thy toil
Slave shall be thy name.

 

[Steiner]

Universal truth here
The tighter your grip Milady
More slips from the grasp

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Bound you'll be in chains
On silken bedding resting
A toy for Lady's use

 

[Steiner]

Scoundrel hearts wriggle
And their bodies follow soon
What chains can bind either?

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Slave you cannot run
Enthralled you are by passion
Your heart belongs to me

 

[Steiner]

Keep the thing milady
Scoundrels need no heart in truth
A ready smile warms flesh

 

[Lady_Mornington]

Velvet is her touch
Bestowed on scoundrel's ashen cheek
Now he to her submits