In my opinion the haiku is both the simplest and most complex of poems. If a haiku does not leave the reader crippled, then it has not succeeded. Please comment on the following poem. If you have not been left speechless, then you have not been adequately touched.
Upon falcon’s wing,
Crisp silence splits the senses,
Leaving one’s sight pure.
Please be brutally honest about your opinion of this poem. A haiku leaves no room for error.
– Author’s Note –
I may or may not have had a couple of drinks before posting this message late last night. That could explain why the surrounding text is a little dramatic. Here is another Haiku, written in the cold light of day after a couple of Tylenols…
Succulent mind games,
Create the perfect storm, that
I wonder which you will like more… Sober Haiku, or Drunken Haiku?