• 25 Sep 2016
    Eye in the busy sky
    when you want make decissions
    through the orange stripes
  • 24 Sep 2016
    Warm hug or no hug
    without the tight iron mask
    confusion of time
  • 23 Sep 2016
    velvet moon
    exhaling the first light of dawn
    just that few seconds
  • 23 Sep 2016
    Night of difference
    day of increase of the same
    night of wine and sleep
  • 22 Sep 2016
    dawn rains
    but there you are
    morning sun
  • 22 Sep 2016
    Machine is breathing
    deeply for me through levels
    of my sleeplessness
  • 20 Sep 2016
    rippling algae
    the daring stretch
    of a frog
  • 19 Sep 2016
    river reflection
    the stars take a dip
    with the fishes
  • 19 Sep 2016
    Pulling many things
    one by one forward checked by
    guarding stormtrooper
  • 18 Sep 2016
    Bind all the papers
    reshuffling sense belongings
    with new life ahead
  • 17 Sep 2016
    Slowing down like rain
    breathing shallow between days
    through unconcered nights
  • 16 Sep 2016
    When the storm don't come
    the first kisses of summer
    faces the sentence
  • 15 Sep 2016
    How to lose yourself
    not wasting own dear values
    but only time soul
  • 14 Sep 2016
    Push the planned plan
    and the day according to
    all the own failed rules
  • 12 Sep 2016
    Spiraling twisted
    on the edges of living
    through insanity
  • 09 Sep 2016
    All lt he ti me I weny t
    the pteressutr off the mmods tasmesd
    withe goood wine sdharedc well
  • 08 Sep 2016
    After very nice
    successful dinner meeting
    day of winding down
  • 06 Sep 2016
    Winter might smack back
    with that little touch but spring
    start cleaning insides
  • 05 Sep 2016
    Busier and strangier
    as the day goes by its course
    wherever it goes
  • 04 Sep 2016
    No father with me
    anymore on father's day
    but joy of sons is
  • 01 Sep 2016
    Spring... just the constant
    step forward in push steady
    move around myself
  • 31 Aug 2016
    The giant on stage
    with the full lines and good role
    stumped brave new life
  • 30 Aug 2016
    Unexpected sight
    and unexpected visit
    to further friendship
  • 29 Aug 2016
    Tightness tiredness
    grip deep in fatigue hold
    resistible squeeze
  • 28 Aug 2016
    Old friend Mercedes
    not seen for very long time
    somehow appeared back
  • 27 Aug 2016
    Finally after
    the very long wait to it
    the boys are back here
  • 26 Aug 2016
    Pushing into moods
    between the bars and own home
    my eyes wide closing
  • 25 Aug 2016
    Wine instead of milk
    mascarpone risotto
    flavours of new old
  • 24 Aug 2016
    The day dribbled slow
    away with things opaque
    but battle moved on
  • 23 Aug 2016
    Filled with nothing
    like no existence between
    blooming life fullness

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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,