The things that seem the most simplistic are often the things that require the most attention to get right. Take for instance the Haiku poem 3 lines 17 syllables and they don’t even have to rhyme simple right?, wrong you better get those fingers ready because you are going to find it is much easier to Rebel Rant than to make sense in 5, 7 and 5 syllables. Join me in this challenge to push the Haiku to its limits and open channels of dialogue that can bridge the communication gaps that are growing ever wider as we retreat into our own misunderstandings which is no more than our natural defenses reacting to a world that we used to know. Below find my humble offering as a Poetic Challenge(PC) and i await your humble replies.
Searching for answers only finding their questions has life been reversed
Join me in The Haiku Challenge share your love of poetic art forms from worlds all over, austerity, humanity,anarchy, beauty, celebrity and what connects us most sexuality that is the beauty of the Haiku as long as you remain within the stanza’s parameter then you are Hai-kool. I have included an official definition below for those who are new to the art form all are welcome please invite a friend. I would like to hear from anyone who truly hears this…
He was someone that was familiar. Not to say that I was in anyway innocent at the time but you never think something like this would happen with someone whom you feel safe. He was someone I could trust or so I thought I could trust but he wasn’t, he was so much more ugly and angry, he stole from me he took shit that you can never get back he hated me when I thought him a loved one. What hurt most is that my tears didn’t matter to him the more I cried the more that sick twisted grin seemed to grow. I died a little that day and that part of me will never know life again. I hate remembering this I hate that I was so defenseless I hate that I never found the courage to tell anyone until I met Jettson. Continue reading →