for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

romance in haiku (with prompted items from NaHaiWriMo wall)

packing for one
our toothbrushes

morning waves
lapping on our toes—
in a wink sunset

the lake
a hand clasp

arrival gate
blur of a hundred faces
except yours

end of winter clouds–
their heartbeats the only sound
between them

between patches of night sky
a pregnant moon

Numbered items from NaHaiWriMo wall. Romance in haiku because of its compact, disciplined form reads more intense for me, more compelling from what’s unsaid. What do you think?

March 17, 2011 - Posted by | haiku, poetry | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,


  1. I like these, Alegria. Number 16 is quite good, except our toothbrushes holds true. And 16b is priceless – in a wink sunset. That is how it is – a day, a month, years.


    Comment by Sully | March 18, 2011 | Reply

    • …the ‘small things’ woven in a life together we hardly ever take notice until we think back. Amazing how romance lies in such things, isn’t it? Thanks, Sully!

      Comment by alee9 | March 18, 2011 | Reply

  2. I love the last three, especially, hermana. Your sense of romance–the telling and not telling–seems right on.

    Comment by Margaret Dornaus | March 18, 2011 | Reply

    • Mil gracias, mi hermana! Even in quite spare and disciplined haiku, I now realize, we can express romance! Lodged in the heart, isn’t it?

      Comment by alee9 | March 18, 2011 | Reply

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