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.
Aliens falling
Disguised as a shooting star
Now, neighbor next door.
A completely different twist, Beth, and I love it. That’s what’s so fun about everyone sharing. π
I forgot to get up early π¦ 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
Madison, as I learned last night, silent skies are pretty nice, too.
Finally, I have the time to play! Here’s mine:
A brilliant flash
A piece of heaven has died
But we are richer.
Duke! You haiku, too? I love this one – sad for a moment, then hopeful. Very nice.
Jan, I love that! Here’s what descended on me.
The darker the night
The brighter the star. Look up
Be joyful, in awe.
Pam, now THIS is a hopeful haiku. Beautiful!
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.
Not weird, Beth, just different. And that’s why sharing these is so fun. A very interesting cross! π
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
A great Haiku Jan. Here’s mine –
falling from the sky
someone’s wish upon a star –
why can’t it be mine
Aw, Mike. That one is kind of sad. π¦ But I really like it.
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
“Melt midnight from velvet sky” — absolutely beautiful, K.D.
A shooting star crashes
the lamp in pieces
her eyes glare
Isn’t all fiction supposed to have conflict? π
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. π