• 09 Oct 2015
    restlessly they rise up
    in kaleidoscopic hues
    these plumes of feathers
  • 09 Oct 2015
    Indecisive thoughts
    stretched in a lengthy pauses
    took own normal turn
  • 08 Oct 2015
    Isolation is
    dread looking forward, waking
    in a cold scared sweat
  • 08 Oct 2015
    The new engine oil
    overbudget possible
    life expectations
  • 08 Oct 2015
    a cloud of flowers
    rising above the dust
    dance of peacocks
  • 07 Oct 2015
    One day and two sons
    change of powers in between
    fullfil all the needs
  • 07 Oct 2015
    coloured leaves
    autumn plays the ace
    to my spade
  • 06 Oct 2015
    Pushing straight forward
    on still uncertain soft grounds
    of deals to save days
  • 06 Oct 2015
    between the sheets
    the warm nuzzle
    of my poodle
  • 05 Oct 2015
    First extended day
    of new old interactions
    in a work matter
  • 05 Oct 2015
    under the willow
    he sweeps away fallen leaves
    along with her tears
  • 04 Oct 2015
    Why so much tired
    when the world is just moving
    like from to nowhere
  • 03 Oct 2015
    In his pyjama
    running after the postie
    for a joy of cards
  • 02 Oct 2015
    The work weight balance
    suddenly unexpected
    changed to better zones
  • 02 Oct 2015
    stabilized pulse
    breathing in your musk
    after sundown
  • 02 Oct 2015
    Rang in year twenty-
    two eating Nutella in
    tears: pessimism
  • 01 Oct 2015
    disturb the depressive space
    in my gutted skull
  • 01 Oct 2015
    Day taken easy
    flow like on planet Mars but
    I am not alone
  • 01 Oct 2015
    first snow
    crystal flakes sweeping the earth
    manna from heaven
  • 30 Sep 2015
    All those magic cards
    that we go for through the shops
    having just good fun
  • 30 Sep 2015
    looking closely
    a hint of dew
    trailing the spider
  • 29 Sep 2015
    Neverending beach
    with no other footsteps trace
    like Everest top
  • 29 Sep 2015
    in the velvety darkness
    ensnared by your silver threads
    that gossamer touch
  • 28 Sep 2015
    glint of silver web
    yet another autumn show
    by the spider
  • 28 Sep 2015
    Can't get into time
    while day twists around the sun
    towards the new age
  • 27 Sep 2015
    So Forty Seven
    written down in Sun and Moon
    the magic number
  • 26 Sep 2015
    My magic digits
    the day before is peaceful
    with family bless
  • 25 Sep 2015
    erratic breathing
    the breeze stagnating on me
    before I met you
  • 25 Sep 2015
    Bit of manic seen
    around the place before next
    settled arrangements
  • 25 Sep 2015
    dark hostel hallway
    night emails shine honest love
    autumn chilled arms

Forgotten password

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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,