Haiku Poems About Work | Work Haiku Poems

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

Poem Details | by Sunshine Smile |
Categories: angst, fear, loneliness,

- Haiku X 64 - Into Empty Space -

The graceful ballet
My work almost completed
The gloomy gray sky

Explore your shadows
Allow yourself to feel joy
Fear of loneliness

20.09.2015 A-L Andresen :)
Copyright © All Rights Reserved

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 jan oskar hansen |
Categories: age, analogy, anniversary, arabic,

five haiku

Such a disaster 
Waking up in the morning
Shamelessly white 

 Self- tanning cream
The pride of looking sporty 
The mirror pulls face 

Deep philosophy 
The poet is in deep water
Saved by low tide

One types of success
When your work brings happiness
And not endless doubt  

The loser a man 
Who knows he`s incompetent  
Yet accuse others

The news I read
Been the same for fifty years
War and film stars 

Poem Details | by Demetrios Trifiatis |
Categories: art, god, humanity,


God painted the world

Divine work of art He made

Man's graffiti came!

© Demetrios Trifiatis
        26 May 2018

Poem Details | by Trey Hamner |
Categories: allegory, allusion, angst, anxiety,

I Versus Me

In the deepest part
of myself
Sits a work of art

Poem Details | by Nishita Karulkar |
Categories: school,


First day to school is very good for children like us, very cool.
We meet our new friends and old one’s too,
But we don’t know we should catch whom.
Children are excited to know the teacher,
As they need a good future.
 We come to know the rules of school,
So that we do not work according to us like fools.
We share our tiffins and tell our feelings,.
We ask last year’s percentage ,
To know whether the child is of good stage. 
We give our introduction lovingly,
So that everyone may know us clearly.
There is nothing to study much as its first day, full of fun.
We go home hand in hand ,
To remain life long friends….

Poem Details | by Samual Ronthorpe |
Categories: animals

The Wolf, Coyote, Fox and Hound

The Wolf

The wolf guards her brood,
Bones of trespassers before,
Death to the unwarned!

My snarl says it all,
The wolf rules this land, no doubt,
Tread lightly, my friend.

The lone wolf unleashed,
Don’t trust the strange traveler,
Trust is never free.

The Fox 

The fox senses spring,
The hound is too tired to fight,
Conflict delayed, friends.

The hound hides in wait,
"How smart are you, Miss Foxy?".
Nature in action.

The fox loves to play,
The hound takes his role to heart,
Frustration sets in.

The Coyote

The coyote sleeps,
Wild pheasants roam peacefully,
Hunger soon brings death.

Sunset brings brown death,
The rabbit tastes too gamey,
A nice change of pace.

A cry in the night,
The coyote is a force,
Mutual respect.

Original work written for
The Contest:
“PD’s  INNER ANIMAL”      ¤¤ 7th Place ¤¤
By: Samual Ronthorpe

If you enjoyed this, I have an expansion to the "Fox" section of this poem, it is titled, "Miss Foxy and Hound".

Poem Details | by Matthew Horstkotter |
Categories: farm,

A Farmers Haiku

Morning rooster calls
Daylight breaks the horizon
Time for work lets go

Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: happiness, imagination, me, world,

A shot of Haiku -CHAIN-

Haiku Chain

Presents wrap by tree
babies first Christmas is here
jet stream follows sleigh ~~by; Royal

jet stream follows sleigh 
Santa's bag floats ocean unknown 
cap is in Spain  ~~by; Goode Guy

cap is in Spain
it blew over the ocean
beating rhythm flows ~~by; Andrea Dietrich  

beating rhythm flows
unnoticed tiny black spot
fly, fly, ride high winds ~~by; Nathan Dilts

fly, fly, ride high winds
bring in the New Year, hurry… 
a parrot shows up  ~~by; Annalise Brigham

a parrot shows up
the world was never so right
as I feel refresh   ~~by; S.Jagathsimhan Nair

as I feel refresh
breeze blows with soothing effect  
as birds fly higher  ~~by; olusegun Arowolo 

as birds fly higher
their iridescent feathers
ribbons in the sky   ~~by; David Williams  

ribbons in the sky
soft whistling pretty lights dance
to sing like a bird   ~~by; Tracie, Indigo Dreamweaver 

to sing like a bird
constrained within emotions
give me liberty  ~~by; David Williams  

give me liberty   
sweet vertigo dizziness 
the flight takes up space  ~~by; Poet Destroyer

the flight takes up space
come and join the view today
birds fly around me   ~~by; Poet Destroyer
birds fly around me 
brown grey with a glowing force
the moon as haze ends  ~~by; Poet Destroyer

the Moon As Haze Ends 
crashing On The Horizon 
with The Rising Sun  ~~ by; Christopher Bunton

With the rising sun 
celebrate the coming home 
maybe peace will reign  ~~by; cecil hickman 

maybe peace will reign
in the silent world this day
all is calm and bright  ~~by; Deb Wilson 

all is calm and bright
just me in my Xmas hat 
and loving all night   ~~by; Michael JFalotico

and loving all night
this a welcome of pure light
power of the wind   ~~by; harry horsman

power of the wind 
a new year begins again
first let's celebrate ~~by; Catie Lindsey

first let's celebrate 
the sweet air brings me your scent 
now I know your here ~~by; Michael JFalotico

now I know your here
Staring out the window,  
upon a (choo) choo train  ~~by; John Rhinem

upon a (choo) choo train
steam blows, lumps in my stocking 
charcoal grey mittens  ~~by; poet destroyer

charcoal grey mittens
the two of us are rocking
choo choo train chuckles  ~~by; S.Jagathsimhan Nair
Team Work -created this haiku chain

Poem Details | by Robert Candler |
Categories: adventure, age, angst, body,

Cold, Flexible Steel

A serial of haikus, all addressing the same topic with 
a hint of humor; but advice that could save your life
or that of a loved one New to PoetrySoup, so I hope 
I'm not "out of order" with this submission or topic

Cold, flexible steel
Probing my dignity...

This “simple” exam
“…could prevent cancer.” they say.

We all have to die,
But not from colon cancer.

There's a downside tho’.
“Yuk! That, nasty brown liquid.”

“But boy, does it work...
Work and work and work some more

Baring your buttocks...
In a fetal position;

“No polyps", they say.
There are no malignancies.

Your colon’s okay.
It’s five years until your next...

Want some peace of mind?
Insurance may pay for it.

One “simple” exam
Can provide that peace of mind.

You might save your life.
Over 45?  Do it!

Cold, flexible steel.
On the other hand, what if…
Something else kills you?

Poem Details | by Paul Geiger |
Categories: philosophy,

gods work

god did good with what
he had to work with consid-
ering 'twas nothing

Poem Details | by daver austin |
Categories: spring,


                       VOICES OF SPRING

                        by nature driven
           some hidden wild bird finds voice
                         at crack of dawn

            day by day watching
                     watching tiny buds unfold
                                     to full blown image – spring

                          nature paints spring
                    she work in color and form
                         overlapping the frame

                   sunny sky
                                   cerulean blue
                                                      sunny mood

                                Dave Austin

Poem Details | by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: funny, slam, me,

Haiku Jam

((**HAIKU GYM**))

~Haiku press~
one sweaty work out
spot me, and count 5-7-5
dumbbells all around

~ Sweat Garden~
drench of human lawn
leotard planting between
dew drops under chin

~Listen To Your Heart~
Wink of a smile
Healthy news, swallow up blues
Kellogg's Raisin Bran 

((**SWAT TEAM**))

~10 commandments~
Haiku me and you
So much for the golden rule
Whatever you say

~Rhyme Zone~
Test your might tonight.
Gonna rhyme it with so much fun.
Like the mid day sun.

~Broken Tablet~
It's five seven five
I'm a haiku rule breaker
using four six four

~Big Deal~
LoL contest
Sweet pretty haiku sunrise
Not a, limerick


~Lone Ranger~
This is Texas man
Rain dries before it hits ground
What stupid cowboy

~Howdy Partner~ 
Memory of Texas  
Take me beyond shores
Let's become best friends

Cold cactus desert 
Warm coyote blood all around
New Indian fur coat

raining arrowhead 
where are all the buffaloes 
pretty pink tepee 

Road runner meep meep.
Stupid coyote needs fix.
I ate a baby


Poem Details | by Aiyah Torres |
Categories: black african american, dedication,

What Does The Fox Say

 when heart is broken
and wings can no longer fly
  what does the fox say?

  world turned to chaos
gays and lesbians were arise
   what does the fox say?

    terminator came
Obama provides healthcare
  what does the fox say?

   cold evening and gleam
two souls meet and turned off light
   what does the fox say

Let us give them time to work it
  Hush! they need to mate.

Note//: I dedicate the sound that fox used to create when they mate; 
           "fra-kaka-kaka-kow!!!" to PS' loveliest poet, SKAT.

** 1st Place Winner**

Poem Details | by Heather Secrest |
Categories: poems,

I quite like Haikus

I quite like Haikus.
They are short and fun to write.
sometimes...they work out.

There is just something,
not the personality,
but something that works.

Sometimes they become
More than simply ordered lines.
They are poetry.

Poem Details | by Robert Heemstra |
Categories: food,

Bagel on the Run

bagels and cream cheese
the best breakfast on the run
for work and pleasure

Poem Details | by Emily Harris |
Categories: work


time well wasted or a gift
for work compacted

Poem Details | by Bobb Marly |
Categories: family, lifework, work,


26 June 08    9:00 am

I walk a lot softer than I used to

I walk a lot slower than I used to

I work a lot less than I used to

I work a lot slower than I usde to

But I love a lot more than I used to

Life on Purpose Live it before you lose it! ©2009

Categories: pain,

an evening of sex

                                                    an evening of sex
                                              work for Billy he feeds me
                                                  my abdomen bursts

Poem Details | by Ivor Davies |
Categories: dad, son, teenage,

Leaning on Dad

one thirty phone call
legless teenage son in need -
dad's taxi deployed

falling up the stairs
legless teenage son in need -
dad's support required

incoherent sounds
legless teenage son in need -
dad's patience tested

vomiting in bath
legless teenage son in need -
dad's memories stirred

falling out of bed
legless teenage son in need -
dad's muscles tested

sleeping in stupor
legless teenage son in need -
dad's constant vigil

long sleepless night
tired exhausted dad in need -
full day's work beckons

Ivor G Davies

Poem Details | by Uwe Stroh |
Categories: beauty, destiny, nature,


Hollow log resonates
ancient cultural undertow
termites work incessantly.

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


HAIKU #12,049-12,052

When I write haiku
My mind in spa called Iris
And I am in charge

My body seem poised
Like personal trainer firm
As muscles of mine

Reward is in thoughts
I'll own like a work of art
Bidding me to bid

I want to be toned
By fresh colorful visions
With vocab of worth.


Poem Details | by Brandee Augustus |
Categories: introspection, nature

Cold and Light

God's work in progress
snow covered caps hit with light
the beauty of cold

Poem Details | by Lin Lane |
Categories: family, love,

My Family

     young couple in love
nurturing parents now gone
       left their legacy

       global  heritage
 french, spanish, lil' italian
       irish and german

      a real smorgasbord
  main ingredient was love
       served to all of us

        one older brother
younger sister - my best friend
       grew up on a farm

        life was lots of fun
 but there was work to be done
     raised with faith in God

        strong lineage tree
branched with children of our own
       fed with lots of smiles

   5.3.16      Marvin's Family Contest

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: nature,

ants work

ants work frantic pace 'top pile of animal waste... complain _not

Poem Details | by RALPH TAYLOR |
Categories: nature,

Beauty of Nature

Blue skys and sunshine

Breathtaking scenes to behold

The work of our Lord

Ralph Taylor - 8/2/12

Poem Details | by Willow Lawrence |
Categories: dance, deep, emotions, introspection,


Baring of your soul
Dancing naked for the world
Deep tension is eased

Just a note of thanks to all who are encouraging my work and reading my poetry.
I so appreciate all of you Poetry Soup has become a bright spot in my life:)  

May a butterfly land on your shoulder (a poem that has yet to be created)

Poem Details | by Kim Rodrigues |
Categories: love, ocean,


RHYTHM OF THE SEAS lovers join hands on windward deck – sea legs unwind ~ caribbean beat – we salsa this way and that warmed with rum punch ~ moonlight pools in my teal green eyes – relief from work week heat ~ a cool breeze caresses our cheeks – serendipitous shivers ~ bottlenose dolphins - ride the rhythm of ocean tides ~ hear the heart singing of moonlight breezes – amorous palpitations Kim Rodrigues © 2016 Series of Haiku

Poem Details | by Suzette Richards |
Categories: child, food, life, social,


screeching seagulls dive at sushi scraps on a plate - the urchin watches
'One man's stomach does not work for the stomach of somebody else' - South African proverb. Please see the About section for the explanation of this haiku.

Poem Details | by Katherine Stella |
Categories: adventure, fantasy, friendship, visionary

G o I n G h A i K u C r A Z y

The Hustler 
sun up ~ to sun..down
racking ~ stacking ~ busting..balls 
cues to leaving  .. fast
The Homeless
seven  ~  eleven
willing to work.for somefood

The Streak  

rampage in the street
running ~ butt ~ naked.again
got ~ caught ~ by ~ the..fuzz



going ~ down ~ the.drain
dwendling ~ future..savings
what will our kids..have

wart of all evil
here a buck and there a buck
out pocket it goes

Heat Of The Night 

under swollen moon
two lovers conjoin in kiss
hooting escalates

Free    Bird        

raptured or captured
theres alot to squak about
when comes to freedom

Tanked   Up   

over lips through gums
look out stomach here it comes
fifth of gin and rum

Gas Wars   

big pot of chili
causing quite the explosion 
between puckered legs

Hell's Fury    

theres a storm coming
and it's right under your feet
better start running

Poet Destroyer    

menacing poet
with only lovely reviews
shine on harvest moon

Long Winded  
blah ~ blah ~ blah ~ blah..blah
garble ~ garble ~ garble...  gosh
will - this - ever..end

The Dead Zone  
six feet or over
pushing up only daises
 rest in peace Daddy

Poem Details | by Leon Enriquez |
Categories: change,


Black crow surveys
Two sparrows chat;
Food for thought


Air-con leaking
Messy affair;
Slippery pathway


Two toddlers laugh
Playground adventure;
Proud parents chit-chat


April showers
Thundering rain drops;
Wetness blooms


Moments freeze
Swirling slowly;
Rainy day moods


By my work desk
Piles of paper books;
Hoarding feels good


Telephone call
Old friend chuckles;
Brief encounter


Chocolate ganache cake
Home made delicacy;
Out of this world


Time and time again
Same old complaint;
Not enough time!


Kahlua and cakes
Tea time conversations;
Mingling sighs


Stone bench moments
Old man resting;
Sunny sparkle


Bamboo leaves
Spiky ornaments;
Oriental scene


Arithmetic means
Weak economy;
Tighten your belt


Leon Enriquez
29 April 2015

Poem Details | by Karam Misra |
Categories: environment, nature, rain, storm,

Flash Flood

a storm is brewing
dark hordes bristling to descend
dissenting thunder

coalescent scouts
in tentative teams essay
sun-parched earth awaits

sizzle of drizzle
pheremonal petrichor
harbingers of hope

cool breeze in the air
their work done, drops sponged, expunged
the deluge follows

Written 15 April 2016
First line changed from "storm clouds in council"  to meet contest requirements.

Poem Details | by Laura Breidenthal |
Categories: abuse, anxiety, crazy, grief,

Control, Attack, Restore

cell splitting
cusp of freedom on the edge
splashing joy

damage spreads
cells lament tormenting truth
dying still

even so
new creations work harder

disease calls
stubborn from birth to its sleep
rattles heart 

heart reacts
brave on the sun's horizon
hope instills 

cells remain
raped inside you by forced smile
they know it   

Poem Details | by Iris Elizabeth Sankey-Lewis |
Categories: art, beauty, bird, blessing,

Yard work is no work

Yard work is no work

The heavens promises fun


Join in nurturing.


Inspired by: Mystic Rose

Poem Details | by Don Bukana |
Categories: adventure,


SACRIFICE....it,s giving up somethings valued for the sake of other considerations!...
Most important thing one should sacrifice to achieve what he/she wants in this life is TIME!..
but the problem is that most people are sharing TIME with the so called valuables that is derailing them from success and is expecting an excellent result!!....
In your work place,school,street relationship if you aint sacrificing your time there is no way you are getting to the pinnacle of success or to the level you wanna be!..
Even in your relationship with God,if you aint sacrificing your time,he will always be at a distant!!...you don,t expect a man that sacrificed his time and planted on two acres of land and one that planted on one acre to get same harvest...nor a dedicated student that reads for like six hours daily and the one that reads for just one hour daily to get same result!!....
Give up on those VALUED things that is derailing you for better considerations!!..it can be a lifestyles,relationship,friends etc..
any valuable that is channeling you from the parts of your dream or success,cut it out!!...
maybe painful now,but bet me,it will surly pay off tomorrow!!..
Better be known as a fuckboy or jonzing girl today and be successful tomorrow than be the happening guy/girl today and regret tomorrow!!..
Channel your energy and your time into positive things and the parts of your success!!...
In your workplace,school,relationship,even in the streets sacrifice your TIME!!..
Put in your best as if your life depends on it!!...
Cut off the VALUED negative!!...
Surround your self with the necessary valued things!!
Be the best in what you are doing!!..
And watch success chase you pants down,as grace speaks on your behalf!.

Poem Details | by Scott Simmerman |
Categories: business,

Business Haiku - Improvement and Reailty

Ideas for improvement.
No one has bothered to listen.
Winter of discontent.

Slacker employees?
They work hardPush with Square Wheels.
A Spring awakening?

The landscapeNo blame.
Should have planned downhill journey.
Thumping could be fixed.

Are Bosses unaware?
Square Wheels are always thumping.
ListenSmall Improvements here.

Wasting time you say.
Boss will not make any improvement.
Kick his butt downhill.

Praise from boss for efforts.
Way too much wasted energy.
Push with more effort?

With praise of boss for efforts.
But too much wasted energy.
Tender resignation…

Dreams of improvement.
Shattered by reality of being ignored.
Square Wheels always thump.

Things all built to last.
Wagon is quite nicely made.
Wheels must be improved.

A wagon not empty.
Round wheels are most abundant.
Implement some now.

Poem Details | by Ysabel Cabrera |


I feel unoticed
invisible work of art
I wanna be me

Poem Details | by Bryant OHara |
Categories: environment, nature, science,


Within this membrane,
We work so well together,

Poem Details | by Leon Enriquez |
Categories: change,


Early morning agenda
Buzz of Monday surprise;
Ordinary work day styles


Crowds congregate
Train station congestion;
Sea of mobile handsets


Heartland playground
Toddlers re-invent playtime;
Happy commotions


Sea of blank faces
Each a fine story;
Checkmate situation


Odd one out
Smiling old uncle;
Good morning sunshine


Muted cacophony
Three old ladies talk;
Hypermart bargains


Headline news screams
Another war somewhere;
Quirky exhortations


Obituary page today
Sample faces gone away;
Passage to a new world


So much sadness here
Suffering outbursts implode;
Quiet desperation


Neighbourhood police visit
House call noise complaint;
Seeking autographs


Bougainvillea outburst
Maroon, orange, pink, violet;
Shades of heated arguments


Rain clears hazy outlines
Skyline now crystal clear;
Original apparitions


Listen now and hear
Crickets melodrama;
Nightfall by city fringes


Leon Enriquez
03 November 2014

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: imagery,

Haikus with commentaries by Etiemble Translated by T Wignesan

Haikus by René Etiemble, with commentaries,  Translated by TWignesan 

(Taken from Etiemble’s only collection of poems (out of thousands which he burned in a fit of rage against the university in 1983): le Coeur et la cendre: soixante ans de poésie (the heart and the ash: sixty years of poetry)Paris: Les deux animaux, 1984, 158pHe had also published a critical work on the haiku.)

1.	Epigraph strictly intended “for the heart and the ash”:

For fear of dying
of leaving dear ones behind
he did die of fear

(As the above seventeen syllables, which forced themselves upon me in October 1983, do not contain any latent kigo nor patent kiregi, I can hardly claim they make for a (proper) haikuLet’s simply pretend that they are made up of seventeen obsessive syllablesPage 15.)  Pages 92-97:

2.	Haikus for Konrad CZYNSKI, Columbia University in the City of New York:

Millions of diamonds:
sun shines on this freezing rain.
Thousands of dead trees.

    “The length of the haiku which does not permit itself to be laid out with blank spaces within its three metrical units, (yet) here in France and elsewhere is presented as a tercet; I insist on preserving its original form and thus have let it run over two pages (in one line).” P94               

3.	Not a cloud in sky.
pond pitter patters: downpour?
burnt grass scent fills air.

4.	May winter be late
on these white flakes of April! 
Petals of flowers.

(a) Milling sea anemones
carnivorous under sea:
my field frozen under.

 (b) Milling sea anemones
carnivorous under sea:
field of frozen white.

(c ) Milling sea anemones
      carnivorous sea flowers:
      my field frozen under.

(Etiemble says even Basho didn’t always respect the 17-syllable countAnd adds: “Basho may never be able to say that in this page he didn’t recognise and approve (at least) ONE haiku!” Page 96-97.

© TWignesan – Paris, 2014 

Poem Details | by Benjamin Alexander |
Categories: dark, society,


I work in a box 
Dressed up neat neat down to my socks 
I live in a box

Poem Details | by Atour Tamrazov |
Categories: family, children, people,

Is A Paradise!

For women and children think too:
If the money are real thing - work is true,
But think twice - trade union is a paradise!

Poem Details | by Leon Enriquez |
Categories: change,


Feel the pulse
Dawn ushers light;
Songbird sermon


Noisy feet detour
Winding footpath;
Suffocates silence


Busy overload
Mobile devices talk;
Choking silence


Dreams evaporate
Working day attire;
Drowsy loitering


Morning temple crowd
Chanting melody;
Incensed offerings


Sleepy eyes gaze
Blurry focus here;
Work day conspires


Blank faces
Crowded lift descends;
Zero contracts


Strange interface
Sea of faces;


Subtle tension
Deliberate silence;
Roaming devices


Office mall complex
Busy feet intersect;
Faces unnoticed


Cold weather presides
Mindful meditation;
Sense finds feeling


Pretty woman
Crowded atmosphere;
Train ride punctuation


Stray conversations
Handy mobile cellphones;
Subway friendly talk time 


Shaggy dog walking
Owner on a leash;
Random fertiliser


Office encounters
Dance of work regime;
Busy distractions


Business verbiage
Action in commotion;
Productivity gains


Sea of faces
Awesome potential;
Lost in a crowd


Leon Enriquez
19 January 2015

Poem Details | by Patricia Sawyer |
Categories: adventure, anniversary, hope, love,


love a sweet buffer
hardest  work a pleasant chore
poverty giggles

Poem Details | by James Horn |
Categories: humorous,

Mother of a Donald Trump

Well I'll Be a Mother of Donald Trump

Worst face ever met
And starts to get better yet
Did with deep regret.

Ugly sure was word
Reference to her had heard
Dumb as dodo bird.

God her son's consent
So could run for President
No money was spent.

Was a barroom smash
Have President who talks trash
Who likes Calabash.

So bye bye for now
Will have to get by somehow
Her under did plow.

Bruised with a big bump
When Democrats want to dump
Should try Donald Trump.

Tried to work out kink
Donald Trump was name of drink
Dumped down kitchen sink.

Death felt when she kissed
What was once we should have missed
Moment it was brisk.

After a brief moment they should 
have brisk him away I always say.

Poem Details | by Cathy Ncube |
Categories: happiness, introspection, life, nostalgia,

Super Bowl Blues

Packers--green, gold, white
Steelers--black, gold, white--colors 
just as close as scores

game ends--exhausted
bloated, eyes strained, throat hurt--sleep;
morning--traffic jam

sportscasters recap--
winners, losers, interviews;
at work now--bowl blues

Poem Details | by Adeleke Adeite |
Categories: on writing and words

An Errand Boy

Words on lines
poetic errand boy
tied to pen

(c) Adeleke Adeite.
An Haiku without 
traditional syllable count.
It describe how words are 
employed by poets to work 
on lines through the 'pen' :)

Poem Details | by Raul Moreno |
Categories: animals, nature

Night Hunt

The grass rustles

after nightfall—

armadillos hunting.

For Brian's Adaptation Contest
Inspired by the work of Buson.

Poem Details | by J.W. Earnings |
Categories: beautiful, garden, happiness, hope,

Gorgeous Garden

(a few pairs of haikus
Enjoy this unique style of writing and pen on, 
dear gorgeous poets! 
Let your poetic talent grow like a gorgeous garden...
thinking of a garden, 
here's a poem dedicated to gardening!):

Dirty hands touched ground
I run my hands on fresh land

Hands handling hope
I take my tools and work hard
I'm a HARD worker! 
(Oh yeah! You can tell by the sweat of my brow!)

Loner with tired hands
I do labor with fervor - 
Not a forlorner! 

I take my time to graze
Around my Gorgeous Garden 
I'm a true GREEN THUMB!

"I work till I see the beads of sweat down my face - that's evidence that I'm a dedicated worker on this liberating land...
I work to see what tomorrow brings...I'm standing my ground and I'm plowing my gorgeous garden!
I handle difficult tasks back then and right this instant! Now, I know where I stand! I can make a stand in this land that is 100% grand!
With my gardening tools and I, we can work miracles and we can work dusk to dawn again and again!" - a quote that I have made!

Poem Details | by mourning mist |
Categories: faith

Lord Work Out What Happened Today

Relax in coffee,
Pray for what happened today,
 God will work it out