Wish

Today’s haiku was inspired by last night’s Quadrantid meteor shower. In some ways, it was a disappointment (read why on my “Thoughts Over Coffee” blog,) but I still managed to make three wishes.

Twinkling stars travel

From distant galaxies to

Grant an earthling’s wish

Did you see any shooting stars? Would love to hear your haiku.

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17 Responses to Wish

  1. Beth Carter says:

    Aliens falling
    Disguised as a shooting star
    Now, neighbor next door.

  2. Madison Woods says:

    I forgot to get up early 😦 But i loved your haiku and your essay about the not so disappointing wait.

    Here’s mine:

    I saw no dark stars
    Nor bright ones streaking over
    Only silent skies

  3. Duke Pennell says:

    Finally, I have the time to play! Here’s mine:

    A brilliant flash
    A piece of heaven has died
    But we are richer.

  4. Jan, I love that! Here’s what descended on me.

    The darker the night
    The brighter the star. Look up
    Be joyful, in awe.

  5. Beth Carter says:

    Notice how weird mine is and almost dark compared to everyone elses! That’s what you get when you cross a children’s author with a romantic suspense writer and add a splash of women’s fiction. I write in all those genres. I must be strange.

  6. janmorrill says:

    Here are a few that have been left on Facebook, but not on my blog. I like them so well, I’m sharing them here, too:

    A FIERY ORB FALLS
    FROM THE BELT OF ORION
    THEN ABRUPTLY TURNS — by Dave

    Shooting stars and
    meteor showers are but
    God’s pixie dust. — by Bud

  7. Mike says:

    A great Haiku Jan. Here’s mine –

    falling from the sky
    someone’s wish upon a star –
    why can’t it be mine

  8. kdmccrite says:

    I loved all these, each different and tapping into our feelings. Here’s mine:

    Shooting stars shine bright
    Melt midnight from velvet sky
    Bestow hope below

  9. Denton Gay says:

    A shooting star crashes
    the lamp in pieces
    her eyes glare

    Isn’t all fiction supposed to have conflict? πŸ™‚

    • Jan Morrill says:

      Denton, you make a good point! I just love the differences in all of these – I would have never related a shooting start to a shattered lamp or glaring eyes. πŸ™‚

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