Ten Things Created with Online Haiku Generators
the sable, silent mountain -
the storm is dreaming
of the spring world
-- Crow City Haiku Generator
afterlives fall, mean
frostbitten ripples destroy
dryly, flat passive
--The Genuine Haiku Generator
Twilight
Near the chateau I confine
The rose is lost.
--Haiku Generator
Hello tiny elf
Bringing Christmas Joy to us all
I hate you a lot.
-- Haiku-O-Matic
The clear hidden sea
in a flowing storm
a waterfall struggles
-- Haiku to You!
Sink, stray. With thin hills
Rebel, wither. With white barks
Write, glow: descending.
--Haiku Writer
A temple responds.
Earth skips but summer whirls hands.
Trinkets cover leaves.
-- Peter's Haiku Generator
ambiguities
consider fading systems
imagine the piece
--Random Haiku Machine
Collie vanadate,
welcome gonopore waterleaf,
archaeopteryx.
-- Random Word Haiku
Ugly is she who
must ridicule difference
to feel more special
-- Work Haiku
I feel all Zen now, don't you? For more fun, post your original or generated haiku in comments.
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From Haiku-o-matic (spew alert):
ReplyDeleteElvis is not dead
He probed me on his space ship
Hunk of burnin' love!
{original}
ReplyDeleteAll the flags are red
Warning me to stop
But your green eyes beacon-
alien life form
ReplyDeletelays its eggs within my chest.
my shirt is ruined.
(from Haiku-o-matic)
BTW, the elf haiku is a keeper. ;-)
From the Random Haiku Machine:
ReplyDeletethe words need changing
remove ambiguities
hidden intention
From Haiku-o-matic:
ReplyDeleteMasturbation rocks
I wish I could do it more
Damn cubicle walls
Er...
Blood-stained clothing?
ReplyDeleteWhy do you ask where I've been?
Just let me think. . .
A grove of ice-goddesses
ReplyDeletetouch the wint’ry sky—
Asleep in feathered snow.
I wrote this one recently (and I should note that I was taught to count syllables, not words, when writing haiku):
ReplyDeleteEmpty swings sway slow
on a dry, colorless breeze
ghost children at play.
This one came from a moment I had when I went to my daughter's school one afternoon to pick her up, and saw the wind was making the swings on the empty playground move.