• 29 May 2016
    After long while now
    seeing each other again
    feels still the same great
  • 28 May 2016
    Heavy falling rain
    like those thoughts in a lost mist
    of slow life through dreams
  • 27 May 2016
    Again completely
    different end scenario
    with good joys around
  • 26 May 2016
    Off to the cloud thoughts
    when the world is not in love
    sunked deep with taste buds
  • 25 May 2016
    Going back in touch
    with all fine things around me
    in the same story
  • 24 May 2016
    Upwards the steep hill
    in internal external
    journey of being
  • 23 May 2016
    Violent morning throw
    then strange overtaking shake
    of spreading virus
  • 22 May 2016
    New polished shoes shine
    on a sad rainy puddles
    with bitter sun smirk
  • 21 May 2016
    Morning expolsion
    on a worsening grey sky
    to roll slow through day
  • 20 May 2016
    Turn pain into wine
    on a weird balancing act
    with body and mind
  • 19 May 2016
    House and car wild chase
    through the well known countryside
    despite the sickness
  • 18 May 2016
    Stirred with sickness
    body and mind poisoning
    throughout the first fire
  • 16 May 2016
    Thor crossed the high sky
    in awakening mix up
    of all seasons now
  • 15 May 2016
    The mood flogging down
    sharp like swords of tiredness
    the prickles of cold
  • 14 May 2016
    Taken out of rush
    the wasted time quietness
    to feel difference
  • 13 May 2016
    Thirteen twists alone
    Friday evening different
    Moutere wine long talks
  • 12 May 2016
    It supposed to be
    free of pressure but fun full
    but why not have both
  • 11 May 2016
    Sprang of energy
    mixed through the busy raindrops
    like sparks of high life
  • 10 May 2016
    Tiredness points me
    and weight me down regardless
    of how busy is
  • 09 May 2016
    Again day and night
    in a long stretch of new
    season is upon
  • 08 May 2016
    Rushed in open way
    the mothers without mothers
    predictable drift
  • 07 May 2016
    Long conversation
    that can stretch all day or night
    between the future
  • 06 May 2016
    The craziness touch
    all intensity loaded
    in one day space full
  • 04 May 2016
    The fourth of May twist
    between history and now
    multilayered
  • 03 May 2016
    Four years has passed by
    in that eternity dream
    thought and memory
  • 02 May 2016
    Back to the wine bar
    same but quietly settled
    while season has changed
  • 01 May 2016
    Morning knocking stir
    raised the sun over the waves
    of calm ocean touch
  • 30 Apr 2016
    tiny twitching ears
    you sleep better than i do,
    warm velvet kittens
  • 30 Apr 2016
    The cold night on beach
    despite the advice while life
    other taking shape
  • 29 Apr 2016
    On the silver tray
    giving sun the moon goodness
    while the first frost sets

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What is haikuary?

The term 'haikuary' is a blend of the words 'haiku' and 'diary'. Haiku is a short form of poetry, originating in Japan a few centuries ago.

Haiku normally contain 3 lines totalling 17 syllables, in the order of 5 / 7 / 5

Matsuo Basho, Japan's most famous writer of haiku, will illustrate the form:

Wrapping dumplings in
bamboo leaves, with one finger

she tidies her hair


A simple and beautiful glimpse into a flake of his life.

Here it is again, broken down:

Wrapp-ing dump-lings in (5 syllables)
bam-boo leaves, with one fin-ger
(7 syllables)
she tid-ies her hair
(5 syllables)

Why did I do it?

I was sitting with a friend in a Japanese restaurant in Auckland, New Zealand. Whilst waiting for our food I wrote a haiku on a paper placemat. It was something about noodles jumping into my belly and that we shall be good friends.

My friend suggested that this kind of simple poetry would benefit the children in her class and help them reflect on their day-to-day lives. I agreed and decided to create something online that would enable that, for everyone.

Taking time to reflect on the tiny and often forgotten moments in our daily lives can be cathartic and it's amazing what you can capture when limited to just 17 syllables; it focuses the mind.

But haikuary is not about Poking and 'I Like This!' so feel free to switch on 'private mode' (in your settings area) and keep your writings personal, or share them with the community and inspire others.

Why the invitations?

This was never going to be a giant project, and I wanted to ensure that the people creating their daily haiku were here for the right reason; to take time out, to reflect. I believe that word of mouth, friends inviting friends, tends to be the best way of achieving this.

It also makes it a little special.

And it's yours

Whilst this is a great place to write and centralise your haikuary from anywhere you have an internet connection, you should ideally download your writings as often as possible.

I will do my best to ensure your haikuary entries are safe, but we all know how technology can let us down. Personally, I download my haikuary at least once a week. Go to the menu inside your account (top right hand corner) and select Download as PDF - I have designed it to look like an old book.

Thanks for sharing

I hope you enjoy adding to your haikuary every day. If you think you know someone who may also enjoy taking a small amount of time every day to create their own, send them an invite (it's in the menu at the top right corner, when you're logged in)

If you have any suggestions as to how I could improve things, do get in touch.

in love,
Gavin Bloemen

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Contact

If you have any questions or suggestions, please email me,





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