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

I love a good haiku, so evocative of a scene or moment, the perfect representation of a vignette.  Check out this beautiful example
Murakami Kijo

First autumn morning
the mirror I stare into
shows my father’s face.

The moment two bubbles
are united, they both vanish.
A lotus blooms

I find haiku to be very visual, like a scene inside a snow dome, that I am peering into.

I was looking for  something in some old archive boxes a little while ago, and I came across a handwritten sheet of haiku that I had composed, as you do.

Millenium Haiku

What I love about these little sets of syllables 5,7,5 is how instantly they place me in the exact time frame in which they were written, I can easily decode the period as late in the year 2000, and I don’t need to wonder what any of them refer to.

Have you ever tried writing haiku?  What do you recall about late 2000?  Happy Mother’s Day to all of the mamas out there for Sunday (if you’re in Australia).  This is my 99th post, should I do something special for post 100? xx

Linking up with Grace for #FYBF and Bron for The Weekend Rewind