Ok…so relaxation means too much time on my hands. Still, a small challenge came out of reverie yesterday. I was listening to Click and Clack the Tappet Brothers, (Car Talk) on NPR and they were talking about haiku poems, and gave some examples of automotive haiku. I laughed a lot.
It got me to thinking about Anglican / Episcopal haiku possibilities. I am using the 5/7/5 syllable form. Here are some possibilities.
Something for the Gospel on Pentecost, proper 17.
Ah! Work.
Defiled unclean hands;
Contrite and resolute hearts:
Change is master now.
Or a haiku lament for broken relations in the Anglican Communion:
Silence
I have no passport;
No one comes to visit any more:
My city is plowed land.
Or a haiku delight in the freedom of spirit:
I vote yes!
The gate is open:
Hope is everything, and joy.
Sorry for the rulers.
Perhaps you have more. These are minor examples of a form which in the hands of my most excellent readers will blossom into poems of pure joy.
Try your hand, and post them as comments here.
Writing haiku can be an interesting challenge. It is sometimes hard to convince oneself that you have actually said anything, since you have so few syllables to work with. I have written a collection called “Haiku Meditations on the Church Year”. I was not so ambitious as to try to write a poem for every Sunday of the year!
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ReplyDeleteGod, my Creator,
My Alpha and my Omega;
Fill my heart with love.
Not really Anglican/Episcopalian, is it? But it's what I have.
Lionel's haiku meditations are wonderfu. Thanks Lionel for the link.
ReplyDeleteGrandmere mimi...loved it! Thanks. Where are the other brave souls?
Here is one more:
Suspect:
Peculiar birth, mother
Jewish, Father universal;
walks through closed doors.
Blood poured out questions
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ambiguity
To trust the process,
A mark of our Communion,
But which process, where?
Christ the lamb opens
And no one can shut the door
Why then do some try?
The Invitation.
ReplyDeleteThe table is set.
Wine poured out and broken bread.
Come Lord Jesus, come.
Mists hover at dawn
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peace over water
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politics betray
faithlessness in his good way
weariness not peace
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shadows play on walls
pray slow motion solitude
Spirit breathes morning
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break fast Eucharist
reveals him in breaking bread
joy discerning him
O my! Everyone, lovely haikus here; just beautiful.
ReplyDeleteHere's a couple that I wrote a few years ago...
ReplyDelete"The Feast"
Candles burn-the smoke
drifts up from the Great Table;
It carries prayers
Stately procession;
vestments sewn in bright colors
following the cross
The priest, hands raised, speaks;
and begins the liturgy
'the Lord be with you'
Priest, then people, call;
waves of the liturgy wash
upon heaven's shores
The bread is broken
the wine poured out for us all;
we are one with God
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"The Church"
Via media
walks not left or right only;
but sways to each side
Established in Christ;
shaped by hands of kings and queens
and spread through the world
Is she one large church?
or many congregations?
both; and neither one
Forces from within
stretch and strain to change her shape;
Christ can still be seen
Sorry to be so late
ReplyDeleteJesus Lamb of God:
At the table I'm in awe
How great was the gift