Haiku Poems About Husbands | Husband Haiku Poems

Haiku poems about Husbands and Husband haiku poems. Read and enjoy these haikus! See also Husband Quotes.

Poem Details | by Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen |
Categories: funny,

a ku ku krazy day

a very loud noise
started ringing from my clock—
I fell out of bed

a bumped water glass
rolling across the hard floor—
I slipped on my head

a loud screaming sound
resonated through the house—
my face turned bright red

my husband woke up
hysterically laughing—
I was on the floor

I could not get up
without someone assisting—
ku ku krazy day

I went back to bed
wondering what day it was—
perhaps, tomorrow

Ó April 18, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Written for Poetry Soup Member Contest:  ????.....!!!!!.....Ku Ku Crazy......!!!!!.....???? 
Sponsor	Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver

Poem Details | by Iris Elizabeth Sankey-Lewis |
Categories: nature,


HAIKU #1-14 (Taken from my files totaling 12,016 haiku, started in 2/9/06)

Ants red as wine                                      A black spider seem to own
dine on yellow nectar                                squatter's rights right on
from a juicy mango                                  our front porch.

Day of rain and                                         A quiet gentle breeze brought
zero visibility, then                                     thoughts of Belize and
pastel evening sky                                   New York's Hudson.

Morning draped in silk                                 Drenched from his walk
of white as we await snow                          a lone man sat basking on
and sleet and cold rain                             bench in sudden sunshine.

In dreariness of winter                               Driving home by night
my philodendron buds stands                      I fled the signal of a white
erect and frozen                                     hand hitchhiking.

Earth held in traction                                 In temp of one hundred
by glistening silver moon                             a black bird basked
full like a balloon                                      in my shadow.

Blond rabbit pregnant                                 In dark of night 
with spunk often visit and                           With full moon bright
side with the husband                                military copters all in a row.

A spider sleeps all day                                 In early morn my pen
then wake up and work                                poised like stillness of
at post twilight time                                  trees awaiting breeze.

Poem Details | by Yanny Widjanarko |
Categories: food, funny,

Naughty Pudding

Order by offer
Ingredients do matter
Stuck in first trouble

Boiling some flavors
Pudding missed in sweet manner
Moulding successfully failed

Yet we feel give up
Deserve for a second chance
Re-mould done! Relieved...

Sit tight in a fridge
Naughty pudding had a plan
Mission to seduce

Tempted by its look
My husband eat for a slice
Mother-in-law scold

Naughty pudding finally win in its mission, well, one pudding unsold :p

Poem Details | by Ravi Sathasivam |
Categories: philosophy,

My own proverb

My own proverb.....

'If husband does his duty towards his wife, his wife will make their family proud, if father does his duty towards his children, his children's future will flourish, if a leader does his duty towards his country, his countrymen will reap the benefit' Ravi Sathasivam / Sri Lanka All rights are reserved @ 2105

Poem Details | by Connie Gildersleeve |
Categories: love, old, red, old,

From My Hands

i carved out a heart
from an old red envelope 
be my Valentine

* Because of surgery I couldn't leave the house to buy a Valentine's Card for my husband so I had an old red envelope and cut out a red heart then Wrote, "Happy Valentines Day, Be Mine Darling"

Poem Details | by Briana Lynn Minard-Adler |
Categories: dedication, faith, family, happiness,

Denn Du Bist Mein Baby-For you my baby-Full German

Baby Ich Liebe Dich so wie du bist,
So perfekt, so wie du mich glucklich machen.
Die Art und weise du mich fuhlen,
Di Art und weise du mich lacheln und lachen.
Auch wenn Ich wu tend bin, trairig oder songar weinen.
Mein Hertz blutet dur dich baby.
Ich Liebe Dich Mein Schatz baby.
Ich kann mir nicht helfer, aber ruhing und glucklich.
Wenn du so wundershon und du liebst mich fur mich.
Ich Liebe Dich fur immer!
Briana Lynn Palmer
Dedicated To:My wonderful and amazing Husband Dustin James Palmer
~Dustin's one & only faithful and loving wife~
I Love You Baby!

Poem Details | by Iris Elizabeth Sankey-Lewis |
Categories: nature,

Saved By a Bunting

Nostalgia and I 
sat waiting rain and more breeze
my wind chimes all sang.

As I rocked pines swayed
a summer wreath held bird nest
right on my front porch.

The honey inside
I sat alone looking up
At churning dark clouds.

I thought, what strange sight
afternoon turned dark as night
could rain storms cause fright?

Four fledglings shivered
I'd been accustomed to mom
tweeting to her nest.

This bunting lingered
hovering low for me to see
I needed to flee.

That's when I rose
and as I opened glass door
mean wind intervened.

It snatched hostage screen
I had to close wooden door
April's mood was sore.

The newsman confessed
storm turned tornado at best
we stood in darkness.

We saw pine trees snapped
from kitchen window we saw
mighty trees toppled.

Then wind and rain stopped
just like that April's mood changed
she'd come to destroy.

Neighbors filled the streets
many homes were demolished
ours had small damage.

The spot where I sat
rocking was also hot spot
but I was saved.

I would've been chopped
then blown far to smithereens
like innocent four.

Our neighborhood was
war zone sans any bodies
folks scouted about.

While I waited rain
the Aunt and her husband sped
by shocked I was out.

I think to myself
to be spoken to by birds
is like words from God.


Written for: Debbie Guzzi's Three Line Poetry contest, April 14th deadline
(Three Line Poetry)

Poem Details | by Briana Lynn Minard-Adler |
Categories: happiness, husband, love, romance,

I Love You Because You Are You

Baby when I think of you, my heart
longs for you, when I see you, my heart beats fast
and uncontrollably, and when you speak to me,
my ears hear an angel, and it's musical,
and I am right I am supossed to be.
When you say my name, I get butterflies in my
stomachBaby, I don't love noone but youThe only 
guy that really attracted me from first sight is youI
love being German, and I love being married to my
GermanI can't love anyone else but you, baby
I've finally found my perfect matchI can't
stay away from you, when we are in different classes
I just wanna get up and find you, my heart always
leads me to youIch Liebe Dich Saugling!(I Love You Baby.)
Du bist fur immer.(You Are Mine Forever)
Baby you own my heartTake care of 
my heart, I've left it with youI Love You
Briana Lynn Palmer
Dedicated To: My Husband Dustin James Palmer
~Dustin's Faithful and Loving Wife~

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: husband, life, nature,

man donned in yellow

man donned in yellow rain slicker dripping wet knocked.... two pomegrantes sweet husband bearing gifts of the pomegrante... one large, one small fruit three pomegrante bushes only fruit bearing... remembers just me

Poem Details | by jack horne |
Categories: celebrity,

spectators applaud

spectators applaud
as breeze lifts a lady’s skirt - -
a husband scowls

* Marilyn Monroe

For Frank’s Favourite Movie Star contest

Poem Details | by Deepak Chalise |
Categories: children, family, husband, joy,

Flow of current

Flow of current

Till night his absent
Into the four wall room
Flow of current can't glow

Marriage at sixteen 
Always favor of him
Blushes mind as in show 

Compare with other 
My husband is amicable
Always pour behavior agreeable more

So bearing children more
My family dances in street and court
No jealous if other duplicate.


Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: bird,

indigo bunting

indigo bunting sits on aluminum rail... confusion_plastic
At a feed and seed store, I saw this what I thought was an Indigo Bunting.. We see them rarely around here and usually the sightings are very fast and fleeting.. This one was just sitting on this what looked somewhat like a TV antenna but it was not more than five foot tall(the antenna)..In my head, I was trying to figure this out then the bird just kept staying there and not moving..I was thinking this is really strange..When my husband got back in the truck, I said look at the Indigo Bunting just sitting there and not flying away..He drove down closer so we could see and it was plastic..

Poem Details | by Briana Lynn Minard-Adler |
Categories: husband, love,

I Don't Have A Title For This One

I get marked by so many people I get scars, and battle wounds,
I get betrayed by everyone, everyone but you,
I got chosen to be your lover, lover for life, and your wife I will stay,
I am untamed , and I hope you can tame me,
I get hunted by those who hate me, but it's me they never find,
I get tempted to just run away to your house, and I don't because it would cause problems.
I got awakened by you my love, and it's you that's mine truly,
I am destined to be with you forever, and forever we will stay
Dedicated To: My Wonderful Husband Dustin James Palmer
Briana Lynn Palmer
Age:15almost16 Yeah Boii
~Dustin's Faithful and true Wife~
~Dusty N Bri Breezy!~

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy, humorous,

Would Be A Liar

Would Be A Liar

Would be a liar
My entire desire
Will not grow higher.

Shower start off in
Which is best place to begin
Do what you intend.

Bare bodies were there
We put on soap everywhere
Our passion would share.

Proceeded to bed
And then heard what he has said
Glad that we are wed.

Knew that this was true
No matter what we may do
Pleased both me and you.

No sex so instead
Bibles both of us had read
To heaven were lead.

Was still a virgin
From husband further urging
No need God's purging.

Should proceed to pray
Husband makes my every day
With no more delay.

James Outrageous Contagious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: loneliness, love,

Place in Paris

Place in Paris

Place in Paris
Was meant to scare all of us
God forbid it did.

Was found in his heart
Love for her but now apart
So sad from the start.

What can there be done?
Realize God is Holy one
Place our sins upon.

Father who is pure
He all my sins can endure
Always know for sure.

James Serious Mysterious Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet

Written after hearing a husband who had
lost his wife at the tragic theaterHe is 
now left with an 18 month old child to
raise all by himselfJim Horn

Poem Details | by aruna yadav |
Categories: funny,

Ghat Road

Ghat road made me vomit
My husband said damn it.
MY daughter said stop it.

Poem Details | by Albert Ahearn |
Categories: lost love

Phantom In The Dark

Her droopy eyelids opened in the dark
Like so many lonely mornings before.
She lay unmoving in an antique bed
Half awake, yet to her she wasn’t sure.
She thought (or dreamed) of her husband long dead.
But in this semiconscious state he lives:
Feeling his body warmth emanating
From her left, she turns toward him and smiles.
She extends her arm groping in the dark
For his comforting presence that’s not there.
Startled by this dreamy like emptiness
She awakens and than realizes
That it is the same reoccurring dream.
She turns away and then begins to cry.

Oh god! Let me dream.
To never awaken; to
Never shed a tear

Categories: wife,

haiku wife evening

                                 wife at river bank
                                     boatman plays flute rustle plop
                                               husband waits evening

Poem Details | by Felicia Jarvis |
Categories: age, husband, life, love,

The hazy moon

The hazy moon (In moments of glory)

You took my hand walking in the darkness together, 
And I saw Your tears shone 
When the hazy moon appeared from the clouds

Short Version

The hazy moon
shines tears of
a strong man

There is a husband who always loves and supports his wifeHe seems strong, but his wife sees his tears when the hazy moon appears among the clouds.

Poem Details | by Tom Cunningham |
Categories: love,

haiku gold

one of lifes treasures
love for a husband or wife 
more precious than gold

Poem Details | by Isaac Asante |
Categories: allegory,



As young as we were, playing in the rain
Totally naked with no hard feelings
We played our hearts out till our parents called
We chase and catch flying insects when the rain stops
The sun shines over our heads even as we sat under trees
Making bags and skirts out of fallen leaves
We play and fight but we fight to make up
You were the best friend I ever had
We ate together,walked to school together and oh yeah we bath together
Even though we saw each other as friends
Our parents calls us husband and wife
At school I never left your side
I help you finish your class work on time
My pencil was your pencil and eraser was your eraser
Some teachers taught we were siblings
Some also said we look alike
It felt like the time never moved 

But its amazing how time flies so quick 
We grew so fast into adults
We were separated by distance
I didn't know where you moved to
If I had known, I would have traveled to you
My heart longed for you
My soul yearned for you
Distance indeed is wicked 
I knew you missed me just as I did
All I had was our childhood photo
I found it difficult to love any other girl
Your memories were inscribed on to my heart
Your name rang in my head all the time

Where ever you are please think about me
I pray we meet again, but where?
If you had informed me, I swear I would have followed you 
I know its never too late to do that but,
I will stay back to tell everyone how we begun our journey
And tell them how painfully you left without informing me
My tears will never stop running down
My heart will never stop grieving 
My life will never stop being useless without you
Death is indeed inevitable
Rest In Peace my friend,my sister, my lover
You were all this to me and I will continue to love you till we meet again.


Poet: Isaac Asante

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: humorous, , cute,

When In Misery

When In Misery

When in misery,
It was than we began to see,
Must find some relief.

So what could there be,
Bring comfort to husband and me;
From pain set us free.

Sad and down in dumps;
Up we did need something to pump;
Cute pup to perk us up.


Have you started smiling yet,
Or receiving poem do regret.

Poem Details | by Mick Talbot |
Categories: snow,

Snowfkake Confetti

a veil of whiteness conceals your perfect beauty temporary snowflakes heated desires temporary cooled kept you chaste snowflake veiled honour winter breeze..windchill snowflake veil now divided your lovers kiss saves the day you did..he did..vow now husband and wife..lovers snowflake confetti
Inspired by Jan Allison

Poem Details | by ARBOL VERDE |
Categories: bereavement, cry, death,

Memorial Day

Girl weeping in Church
   Memorial day, husband dead
Her little girl now crying

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: allegory, analogy,

Curse With Worse and Need A Nurse

Curse With Worse and Need A Nurse

There could be a curse,
And all around is the worse;
You will need a nurse.

Name of Nurse: All of those in ICU

Unit or Department: ICU

Hospital: Novant Health Brunswick Medical Center

Describe why they are deserving of Daisy award

You have to bring up daisies and each daisy
is a patient and also member of their family.
If I ever have a need or question they are
always right there instantlyThey always
have a mile on their face while being full
of tender passionHow are you today
MrsHorn and Sir is there anything I
can do to help youHere, let me help
you with thatIt was almost as if I
was the patient myself and not just
her husbandThey answered each
of their questions and if they did
not have an answer they found 
someone who could me give me
an answerPatient care is turbulent 
and changing minute to minute and
second to secondEveryone adjusted
accordingly making the best utilization
of their time and resourcesICU is
a nightmare and no one ever feels
welcome thereNoises are being made 
and lights flashing and tons of people
being in and out at timesJill is still
under sedation and has been since
Monday, January 28th, 2019Here 
we are in the 21st century already.
ICU should be called Intensive Complex
UnitThat is what it is to each patient
and their family membersI could go
on and on about the ICU there but
don't want to bore you any more.

Your Name:  James Thomas Horn 
                    Wife Jill is your patient

EMAIL: Mine is jthorn5656@gmail.com
            Hers is jilloh2@gmail.com

Phone # 425-736-3623 Cell
Did away with home phone.

I am the husband of the patient Jill Horn.

PSThe Daisy Award Program is a 
well-deserving, and well-designed
extraordinary program.


This is good for anyone who is interested
in poetry.