Why does it all come down to this? An elegant, true soul should always outshine the fading factor of the perception of ones exterior. But, it's always about looks first. That is sad. Look at my picture and decide if I am good looking outside and then ask yourself why. I bet you get it wrong compared to my viewpoint.

Which Japanese poet? And, what the hell is a ditty?
Thanks,
Tn

Ideas by themselves are neutral, but context is everything. Ideas can manipulate. They can also tell us a great deal about the mindset of their proponents.

Actually, a theory is an unproven conjecture waiting to be substantiated.

I was charged with Inciting a riot once, but the charge was dropped. Who knew making a protest against McDonalds could turn ugly? ;)

These two are my favorite.

MsWizard, please do not misunderstand, I liked what 10001110123(Did I remember it correctly?) wrote. I agree with you. Any poem anyone writes is special because it reflects an ability and a need to create. I thought my post to 10001110123 would be sent private, I was not trying to 'pee in his Cherrios'. :)

Kobayashi Issa? I don't think so. Her simple words are much more structured and provoking. I enjoyed your writings. I hope to see more of yours in the future! :)

Thank you!

You really have the right idea, but the Haiku should not be so stressed. Unlike a poem, this is a short matter that reflects this moment, or a singular memory. Relax and write. You will surprise yourself!

Because most Japanese words are polysyllabic, with very short sounds (like the syllables in the three-syllable english word "radio", but unlike the one-syllable words "thought" or "stressed"), the seventeen sounds of a Japanese haiku carry less information than would seventeen syllables. Consequently, writing seventeen syllables in English typically produces a poem that is significantly "longer" than a traditional Japanese haiku.

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here is something I will just make up:

I found beauty here
In a place that I forgot
I remember now

Doitashimashi te!
Mata ne,
Steve

The dark night sky fades away, becoming soft morning colors . The twilight hues begin to lighten.
She will be here soon.

She will look on us, rising slowly from the east, awaiting for her time to shine.
She will be here soon.

Then She will gather the warm winds,
that will change a cold winter night into a spring morning. Daring something inside of us to bloom.
She will be here soon.

And while She is here, She will smile on us and bring warm loving rays on our faces. We that were once only sleeping, will awake and show our brillance of violet, white, red and blue.
She will be here soon.

We will smile back at her with our soft colors.
And we will love her.
She will be here soon.

But jealous clouds came and hid Her from us.
She did not come.
Our colors will not show today,
instead we will fall back to sleep, dreaming that
She will be here soon.

Seeing the sakura blossoms in Fukushima Japan in the spring and visiting the onsens in the winter(natural hot-spring baths), skiing in Hokkaido, the Shrine in Matsushima and visiting Tokyo at night. I will really be glad to get return in September. Until then, here I wait in Indiana.