I do Haiku. Do you?

Blossoms on the path„Ÿ

the tea-master dons his robe;

embers glow for guests.

Piglet squeals of play

reverberate rice terraces„Ÿ

mud-rumped father smiles.

On iced winds slides the hail;

schoolboys play on mothers' love„Ÿ

ill, they moan in Noh.

Wing to wing wild ducks

till the thermal cloud bellows„Ÿ

baking them in flight.

Long nights bend their ears„Ÿ

under sympathy's quilt„Ÿ

to caged dreams and fears.

Snow, desolate, still,

sighs for plum blossoms as

temples chant for birth.

Here ya go, Muggaz:

Haiku-poems consist of respectively 5, 7 and 5 syllables in three units.

Here's a link that explains it better than I ever could:

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