A weeping grey sky descends on my umbrella- Bright…

“Cocoon's cry to first fly, Travels thousands of miles— So much in so little life.”

— Ritu Negi

“So I don’t think I’ll make Poet Laureate, but I swear I’m not twisted and bitter, If finely-wrought talents don’t weigh in the balance,…

— Rosy Cole

The basis of art is change in the universe.

— Anonymous

“Self care is putting Your own name on your schedule In magic marker!”

— Sanjo Jendayi

“Hi! My little hut Is newly-thatched I see... Blue morning-glories”

— Issa

“If this were real life, Ed would have looked at her neck- bite, dead, burp, credits.”

— Ryan Mecum

Writing a picture book is like writing 'War and Peace' in Haiku.

— Mem Fox

Poems are language turned into art; sound and sense matter; they can be as long or longer than The Odyssey or as short or…

— Campbell McGrath

“Secure in his flight Rider on the constant winds Hawk flies through his days Looks then to the east Prompted by fate’s gentle breeze…

— Steve Robison

“Sweetly be-kissed, I really miss every hug and kiss- A great love is. (Great love)”

— Kipyang

“NEW HAIKU One breathy vowel mists the glass warming window panes crystalled with snow Robin Glasser”

— Robin Glasser

“How many midget feet can you fit in your shoes? Depends on how big your penis is. Mine is 17 syllables long, like a haiku.”

— Jarod Kintz

Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice

— Anonymous

What I'm trying to do is to tell young people that I teach them how to breathe before I teach the haiku. That one…

— Sonia Sanchez

I was satisfied with haiku until I met you, but now I want a Russian novel, a 50-page description of you sleeping.

— Dean Young