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INFORM POETS – HAY(NA)KU

Hay(na)ku is a poem written in 3-lines, with one word in the first line, two words in the second, and three in the third. These are the only restrictions.

There are already some variations of this new poetic form. A reverse hay(na)ku flips the lines to three, two, and one word(s) for lines one, two, and three. Multiple hay(na)ku can be linked to form longer poems.

WALT’S EXAMPLE (LINKED HAY(NA)KU):

JOURNEY

Journey
into life.
See your future;

promising,
offering hope,
bringing you peace.

Fears
unfounded, unsure;
face them bravely.

Dream.
Your aspirations
guide your steps.

Start
moving forward.
Begin your journey!

(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2014

 

WALT’S HAY(NA)KU:

I
am poet.
Could be verse!

(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2014

 

WALT’S EXAMPLE (REVERSE HAY(NA)KU):

In the winter,
the earth
hibernates.

(C) Walter J Wojtanik, 2014

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80 thoughts on “INFORM POETS – HAY(NA)KU

  1. Following on from Walt’s penultimate:

    I’m not adverse
    to writing
    verse

    occasionally/
    every day/
    all the time

  2. Marjory MT on said:

    I
    CAN DO
    THE FORM HAY(NA)KU

    FOR
    IT IS
    SHORT AND QUICK

    CAN
    SAY LOTS
    IN ONE BREATH

    QUICK
    AND NEAT
    SORT OF SWEET

    OR
    HARD FAST
    NOT SO SWEET.

    THEY
    ARE JUST
    KIND OF FUN.

  3. Marjory MT on said:

    Walt, I really like your linked Hay(na)ku – it says a lot, quick and neat. 🙂

  4. This form is addictive!

    Homecoming Haynaku

    Relief
    Shoes off
    Cup of tea

  5. William Preston on said:

    Meritriciousness
    means meandering
    amongst mendacious maidens.

  6. connielpeters on said:

    Morning
    Too early
    Return to bed

  7. Walt… your Journey poem is perfect at this moment 🙂 !!

  8. Laughter
    at odds
    with inner demons.

    © Susan Schoeffield

  9. music
    cascades downward
    filling the abyss

    © Susan Schoeffield

  10. WmPreston on said:

    Chileans
    all fall
    off of Earth.

  11. (Poem w/image: http://lettheballoonssailmeaway.wordpress.com)

    Grandchildren

    Crystal
    Clear vision
    Joyful voices, singing

  12. Darlene Hope Franklin on said:

    Hope
    My name
    Offers life line

  13. Darlene Hope Franklin on said:

    Darlene Hope Sparks
    Love inspires
    Courage

  14. HERE

    distance yourself from
    there to
    here

    this new moment
    take now
    enjoy

    place your dreams
    here with
    me

    here
    we must
    earn the after

    #

    • Wm Preston on said:

      Wow. This impresses me so much; the coning down, then flowing out of your use of the form accentuates the message so well, in my opinion.

  15. His
    many voices
    broken in stars

  16. No
    you can’t
    pretend to live

  17. RJ Clarken on said:

    i
    Phone app-
    ology

  18. RJ Clarken on said:

    I
    am a
    camara(de)

    click!

  19. seeds
    become fruit
    for garden grabbers

    © Susan Schoeffield

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  21. Eternity
    Never ending
    God’s free gift

  22. ejparsons on said:

    Life

    Conception
    The beginning
    Of new life

    Development
    Growing within
    Feel the kicks

    Term
    Time spent
    Ready for birth

    Pain
    Joyous pain
    Bringing forth life

    Tears
    Joyous tears
    Mother father child

    Thanks
    Blessed thanks
    To God above

    © 2014 Earl Parsons

  23. THE BRIDE WORE WHITE

    She
    was the
    center of attention.

    Everyone around her
    became a
    blur.

    2014-08-13
    P. Wanken

    NOTE: To see the poem with the accompanying photo, please visit my blog post HERE.

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  25. Soup

    Soup
    That heals
    What ails you.

  26. Walt love that single Hay(Na)Ku! The name of this form makes me want to say “Bless you!”

  27. Dog Hay(na)ku

    Imagine

    his dreams

    a dog sleeping

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  29. WE ARE STILL HERE

    Summer is waning.
    Daylight hours,
    shorter.

    Do not lament.
    Enjoy what’s
    left.

    Here’s proof…we
    are still
    here.

    2014-08-14
    P. Wanken

  30. Before
    The End
    I softly cry.

    Pacifying
    yesterday’s trial
    between aged pages.

  31. Wonderful poetry form. 🙂

  32. Cycles

    birth
    life lived
    arms of death

  33. Cycles (Expounded)

    One
    gasping breath
    a baby’s cry

    on toddler legs
    she wobbles
    by

    elementary
    knees, skip
    rope with ease

    middle school years
    she’s growing
    up

    graduation
    day, she
    is moving on

    adventures await, her
    map is
    unmarked

    career
    is started
    a fellow follows

    babies, pets, the
    perfect house –
    hers

    middle
    age appears
    with graceful wit

    while
    grandchildren come
    with renewed spirit

    and then dawns
    the day
    when

    goodbyes
    are said
    and death’s arms

    carries her on
    to her
    rest.

  34. Or-In keeping with Michelle’s template

    Her artistic eye
    compels me
    to

    flatter
    her Cycle
    of poetic flair.

    Form begets rebel.
    Rebel begets
    artisan.

    Artisan
    satiates our
    hunger for style.

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  36. THEN AND NOW

    The beauty of
    days long
    gone.

    Reflected
    in the
    shine of today.

    2014-08-15
    P. Wanken

    NOTE: This is another poem with an accompanying photo that can be seen on my BLOG.

  37. Nurit Israeli on said:

    Running
    backward fast
    looking for you.

    All that was
    is alive
    still.

  38. Nurit Israeli on said:

    Hurry,
    dance yourself
    to the beauty.

    Let
    every second
    have center stage.

    Catch
    every ray
    of setting sun.

    Capture
    the speck
    of your time

    Celebrate the offerings
    of what
    is.

  39. Nurit Israeli on said:

    Paradise
    wandering someplace
    between question marks.

  40. Nurit Israeli on said:

    Yes,
    I guess
    this is it −

    unless
    of course
    there is more.

  41. eyes
    now open
    morning rain shines

    …forever and a day since visiting…. so enjoy this form…. glad to have been able to participate…. miss pie

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