Haiku about Seasons | Warm your heart by the fire

Why I wrote a haiku poem

Below is my Haiku poem about seasons.

Many search for this type of poem on Google, so I thought I’d try to get the conversation started.

I took one of my original poems and re-arranged the words to fit a haiku format.

“The haiku is a Japanese poetic form that consists of three lines, with five syllables in the first line, seven in the second, and five in the third. The haiku developed from the hokku, the opening three lines of a longer poem known as a tanka.”

Feel free to improve upon or completely re-write my haiku poem about seasons–share your edits and additions in the comments below!

FYI–the haiku format was quite challenging to write, because the rhythm is completely unfamiliar to me.

Finally, after reading more about the haiku format, I realized that rhyming isn’t typical of a haiku poem, but my poem below rhymes. Oh well, maybe I’ll try 5-7-5 again soon.

Haiku about Seasons

Fall, crisp out to roam
Far away from home sweet home
Then comes chilled winter

Numbs me frightful cold
Warms my heart till love unfolds
Now what’s the season

Your heart knows forceful
Winter chilled again doth blow
Spring flowers bud near

Cheerfully I sing
Wait for you your love to bring
Summer steamy here

Hot love and lovin‘
Glistening reflections show
Now what’s the season

Your love holds onto
When love and lovin’ cooled down
Quicksand betrayed you

Life is a season
Ghostly gone just passin through
To parched land unknown.

Haiku about Seasons | Life is a Season already Gone | Poem background:

One night I dreamed the tune of a song. I got up out of bed and immediately wrote down what I’d heard in my dream. As I played the tune several times, the poem or accompanying lyrics came to mind. This was the only original tune I’d ever dreamed. In fact, the lead singer, John Rzeznik, sang this song to me in the dream while playing his guitar.

A year or so later, I had another dream where I was performing this song on the piano. I was playing well above my skill level and I also dreamed that the tune of “Beulah Land” could be sung as a sort of round, with the original tune. Once again, I got right out of bed and saw that the two songs fit almost perfectly together.

In fact, the lyrics to “Beulah Land” were the perfect answer to my poem’s existential conclusion that life is an endless cycle where we just pass through to a land that’s unknown.

Without debating religion and theology, I have a strong sense that “meaning” cycles with us through our stages of birth and dying.

LoveLifeLinks.com hopes you begin to love every season in your life, anticipating the re-birth that even dying affords.

Remember, you can feel love. Anywhere. Anytime. All the time.