Haiku Gallery

Welcome to our up to date haiku gallery.

A haiku is a Japanese poem of seventeen syllables, in three lines of five, seven, and five, traditionally evoking images of the natural world.

We have taken our poems and individually extracted the essence of each of the verses to create these haikus.

Although sometimes they seem grammatically weird, they have a beauty all in themselves and can be used during meditation.

Pick one and chant the words as you mindfully meditate.

 

Haikus from Poems

Haiku

hard the dull cold day --

the get you nowhere of face

the dull cold day here

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

once the rain has stopped --

the breeze has blown and with sea

watching the farness

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

so that you give last --

a touching holding creation

special link I lose

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

up on the hills rock --

playing games with the wild legs

his mind is like child

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

what hearts hang on words --

and sight the silent meaning

who dares to leave fooled

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

staring out of square --

my inside higher than life

I want to be sea

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

the hours be that need --

person wanting to be things

that of tomorrow

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

then the end of time --

the orbit of nations kept

story of all main

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

the horse is getting --

faster than all men it's trying

have to wander course

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

mr bingham is court --

and settles by his bar hours

so knows the measure

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

a rather week rains --

for days and days an age seemed

after this a flood

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

I feel so strange there --

have a start and end I flow

live or belong much

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

I stand here to there --

more derision shouting strife

accept the block all

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

claims on my time climb --

on my heart and claims on art

my money claims mind

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

uiguisu sits sea --

whistling for most of the day

and waits for water

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

what was once a dance --

amongst the aisles is now chiefs

and no smiles what was

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

by night they must day --

to save the seeping force life

onward towards line

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

and nocturnal trees --

an ocean full of ideas

bird feathers for free

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

has my joy and preserved --

a sky is not enough blush

from the island yet

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

has the wooded park --

a madness and scented trails

walking towards laws

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

I was without doubt --

here then is an absorbent

like a silent beast

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

a piece of the came --

it is now nowhere as pain

it's cleansing forceful

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

it was the morning --

waiting to flutter on heart

was the late of sun

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

through a ship we light --

as if to sleep attract warmth

we hope the land smile

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

I see a shining --

with its aquatic kiss full

created by veins bells

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

a wider look rains --

the falling snow and the north

shell kissing the sea

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

in the smallest mist --

among the dull white mind life

what fleeting smooth stones

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

a piece of the came --

it is now nowhere as pain

it's cleansing forceful

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

one day at a time --

feel the heat feel the fear slice

ignored day by day

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

here I am spacious --

showered in the land of graves

and meetings of stone

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

the thing we call bliss --

that first perfect kiss that lights

and makes us feel walk

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

what mysteries how --

it remains there in the end

on the depths of thoughts

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

how convalescent --

stilled by your regard as though

like the gleaming thoughts

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

a door is now through --

so that its warmth reflect strength

my love is a smile

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

you seize me like snow --

in the middle of this life

solidify like

By Mark Anthony

Haiku

a guidance does us --

and our heights more relaxed

of our new holding

By Mark Anthony