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Haiku Son Poems | Haiku Poems About Son

These Haiku Son poems are examples of Haiku poems about Son. These are the best examples of Haiku Son poems written by international PoetrySoup poets


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Following the Dinosaur Trail

babysitting Ricky
he shows me books on T-Rex. . .
ancient history

years later. . . watching
Jurassic Park on TV. . . 
my two kids and I

games played on a screen
my grandson plays the hunter. . . 
I’m the dinosaur

For SKAT's Dinosaurs Haiku Contest

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Black man

cool with collection
not afraid of anything
now his own landlord..

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Trees of the Lord

The trees of the Lord
Full of sap and evergreen
Planted by waters,

Spreading out their roots
Even when drought comes with heat,
Still, will yield their fruit.

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Butterfly In A Bottle

Slowly opens the eyes
Amazed, flutters to the skies
Contained. Settles and sighs.

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God's Discipline

God's criticism towards our life 
Is like a father-&-son relationship
-- he disciplines us well with peace

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questionku one

                                                        my soldier son
                                                  deployed this morning --
                                                   will this war ever end?

by: Kim Merryman

For Richard Lemoureux's
Questionqu contest

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Birthday Party

birthday party -- sweet icing slowly drips from my son's chin

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Questionku 17

Rocking baby
Bough begins to break
Will you catch him in time?

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NFL Golden Child Injured

Finished before start Colts fans leap from Bandwagon Peyton Manning's hurt

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Harvest Perch

Man in the moon is
Fishing for seasonal fish
From the harvest perch

(My grandson who lives with me said that he saw a man fish in Raul's "Reflections" picture.)

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Forgotten but here
Remembered yet never there
Why do you exist?

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A Mother's Worst Nightmare

a cold stone bears his name
grief pours onto his green plot
prostrated mom shouts "why?"

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On your day of birth
My heart was given to you
Five years old Monday

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To what may I most worthily compare
The tinier, fatter fingers of this newborn?
To breathe of softness his delicate fingers
Which by one definition one is able
To swallow one by one like cherry-flower snow!

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a mom and her child...

a mom and her child...
enjoying the quiet lake,
my priceless treasures 

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Breathing easy cos of you

The words keep forming
The fingers typing
The sense of our thought

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No one could afford
Nor does anyone deserve
Yet He died for you

Ephesians 2:4	 
But God, who is rich
in mercy, for his great love
where with he loved us, 

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A Sturdy Robin

a sturdy robin
on my shoulder, kisses me
with his brown colour

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Pure Soul

Effortlessly bright
Child, dear and sweet as dew
Innocent as doe
Gentle yet daring
Caring not for tomorrow
Life for this day alone
Quiet in spirit
Voice like a lion at hunt
Innocent in love
Ever full of joy
Though crying from a lost toy
Still so full of joy
In pleasure found in your heart
Pure soul within you

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Child With a Sword

Immaculate Son
Sent for division, not peace
Giving His sentence,

He is not guilty.
But as blood drips from his blade,
He cries out for life.

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a wining breath
                          a massed the soul child
a loud blessing

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My Son Paints His Arts

my son paints his arts
on our snow-capped ground, praising
the November sky

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Castle Friends

Knights, horses, shields, swords
Battle rams, motes, bridges, horns-
Catapults tower

For Caleb and his Lego Wars

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Stick Fencing

Two sticks by the oak
Trimmed and prepared for battle
On a grassy knoll

On the playing field
With one hand behind our backs
Sticks cross left to right

In the round we dance
The fields sway, trees clap their hands
We duel and laugh

(Caleb and I playing in the front yard when he was 4 years old.  Now we duel with 
wooden and plastic swords.)

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Quiver of Sons

Hand polished shafts
Drawn toward contentious gates-
Sharpened straight arrows...

Psalm 127:4, 5