Our haiku prompts for 7-14 Feb
Thank you for playing along at home.
Do what suits your mood. The prompts, merely suggestions.
North South
02/07 North Wind Grin
02/08 Flurry Milky Way
02/09 Spring Lantern Moon
02/10 Violet Lamplight
02/11 Cloud Vine
02/12 Evergreen Ripen
02/13 Wind Chill
02/14 Pilgrimage Grapes
Birds sing in the dawn,
Their voices fill the soft air,
A homecoming song.
--Masaoka Shiki
A story, written
in cloud - a visual tale
of forward motion
beneath a snowbank
a violet pushes upward
unborn, undaunted
beneath a snowbank
a violet pushes upward
unborn, undaunted
Our haiku prompts for 7-14 Feb
Thank you for playing along at home.
Do what suits your mood. The prompts, merely suggestions.
North South
02/07 North Wind Grin
02/08 Flurry Milky Way
02/09 Spring Lantern Moon
02/10 Violet Lamplight
02/11 Cloud Vine
02/12 Evergreen Ripen
02/13 Wind Chill
02/14 Pilgrimage Grapes
Birds sing in the dawn,
Their voices fill the soft air,
A homecoming song.
--Masaoka Shiki
Our haiku prompts for 31 Jan to 07 Feb
The haiku season shifts with the new month.
Feel free to shift with it. Or not.
North South
01/31 Glimmer Sand
02/01 Twittering Scarecrow
02/02 Rain Velarian
02/03 Grove Corn
02/04 Barley Soaked
02/05 Warmth Catfish
02/06 Mend Undulate
02/07 North Wind Grin
at any rate,
I leave entirely up to you
at the the year-end.
--Kobayashi Issa
Boreas blasts cold
from the North - a wind brings forth
tidings of winter
The cold vertigo
Of a single soaking shoe.
Puddle poker.
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The cold vertigo
Of a single soaking shoe.
Puddle poker.
#DailyHaikuPrompt Soaked (4th Feb 2026)
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Few enough, the groves
isolated from the world;
their secrets remain
Few enough, the groves
isolated from the world;
their secrets remain
a winter morning
the silence of the blue sky
absent twittering
a winter morning
the silence of the blue sky
absent twittering
single digit cold
starts off this winter month with
more cold days ahead
She wakes up and sighs;
the weather forecaster cries
the news of the cold
My wife got up this morning, looked at her weather app, and let loose a huge sigh. She normally walks a few miles every morning but this bitter cold has kept her housebound each morning, with little end in sight.
