• 30 Nov 2015
    from the Altai
    breathing in the skies
    and…His presence
  • 29 Nov 2015
    Like a turning wheel
    back into things compacted
    again in my life
  • 28 Nov 2015
    Slow day with the Mouse
    from lower to higher state
    with good new contact
  • 27 Nov 2015
    So overheated
    with pipes bursting all hot green
    to burn my wick soul
  • 26 Nov 2015
    Hot and cold touch blast
    and then the waves with the wind
    life on a crossroads
  • 26 Nov 2015
    crescent moon
    breathing in the lake
    mirrors the night
  • 26 Nov 2015
    Long day of switched off
    the impetus to switch on
    the round card says "LOVE"
  • 24 Nov 2015
    The rage of all wars
    with call of mass destruction
    while we still sleeping
  • 24 Nov 2015
    war galore
    they eat pepper and salt
    to spew out spite
  • 23 Nov 2015
    unknown stories
    still lingering in the scars
    of yesteryears
  • 23 Nov 2015
    Ça a commencé
    Je me rechange à nouveau
    Ma nouvelle vie
  • 23 Nov 2015
    Folding Unfolding
    the stream open in all routes
    flow me with current
  • 22 Nov 2015
    Colère foncée
    Efforts sans une valeur
    Je veux tout laisser
  • 22 Nov 2015
    Aftermath of break
    the world is never safe place
    when we open bright
  • 21 Nov 2015
    Starting the season
    breaking old spells of cold ways
    deep to water swim
  • 20 Nov 2015
    Lines like spider web
    where you just pass the centre
    leads to all cross sides
  • 20 Nov 2015
    maple tree
    falling seeds budding
    in my palm
  • 19 Nov 2015
    A la limite
    Je n'ai rien demandé
    Pourtant tout s'acharne
  • 19 Nov 2015
    maple leaf
    inhaling the scent of
  • 19 Nov 2015
    All moved late to start
    and stretched along old places
    short twisted in plans
  • 18 Nov 2015
    Rouge le sang coule
    Jaunes les feuilles descendent
    Serais-je sauveur ?
  • 18 Nov 2015
    full steam
    scent of coffee lingering
    long after the rains
  • 18 Nov 2015
    In Eldorado
    her voice raise with such power
    on fine melody
  • 17 Nov 2015
    So it is started
    get busy in all aspects
    of the life bringings
  • 17 Nov 2015
    how calm she looks
    sheathed only in beads of dew
    his fingers trailing
  • 16 Nov 2015
    Je reste troublé
    Est-ce de nouveau normal ?
    Laissons ça se faire
  • 16 Nov 2015
    time suspends
    slowly exhaling
    the now
  • 16 Nov 2015
    When sort of day turns
    in a weird twist of motion
    between one of all
  • 15 Nov 2015
    Temps sans discussion
    Immortalité finie
    Chut voici la fin
  • 15 Nov 2015
    Happens of being
    enslaved unexpected way
    in mysterious thoughts

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