Mornings on the Festival Grounds

[Charlotte Rowan]

Something I wrote for a haiku contest on a writing forum I'm on. Each stanza is a haiku. It's not my best effort - I cranked it out in about half an hour, but I thought this audience might appreciate it.

Mornings on the Festival Grounds

Dew freezes my feet.
The rooster crows, heralding
morning through the haze

Sleepy forms emerge
from the campground as I prep
my booth for cannon.

I've already raised
the awning and swept the floor;
Cast call begins late.

It ends with a song:
Swing low, sweet char-i-o-ot...
I hide my Coke can

kill the radio
and break out my BFA.
It is almost time.

Boom! The cannon blows
at nine. Huzzah! The village
Comes to life again.

[kcdcchef]

i have never been on a faire grounds in the morning before it comes to life. i bet it would be nothing shot of amazing.

great poem, by the way! good job.

[Poco the Pirate]

This so perfectly describes a fest morning! Absolutely wonderful!! Thank you for sharing that 

[Lady Deborah]

I like the poem, it makes me have the cozy feeling of a faire morning. 

[kcdcchef]

I keep telling myself I am going to show up one season early at KCRF and wander around just to see it unfold for the day.

[franklin]

This poem reminded me of Wordsworth's "Daffodils". The specialty of Wordsworth is attention to detail. Same is the case here. She has given a detailed account of mornings on festival grounds. Just look at the first line "dew freezes my feet". It is so beautiful and true. The only complaint I have about this poem is that it does not rhyme. I would advise her to write more poems that rhyme. It will certainly add to the beauty of her poems.

[Sitara]

Lovely work!

The only complaint I have about this poem is that it does not rhyme. I would advise her to write more poems that rhyme. It will certainly add to the beauty of her poems.

Haikus are not supposed to rhyme.

[Charlotte Rowan]

This poem reminded me of Wordsworth's "Daffodils". The specialty of Wordsworth is attention to detail. Same is the case here. She has given a detailed account of mornings on festival grounds. Just look at the first line "dew freezes my feet". It is so beautiful and true. The only complaint I have about this poem is that it does not rhyme. I would advise her to write more poems that rhyme. It will certainly add to the beauty of her poems.

Thank you for your kind words! To be honest, I've never been fond of rhyming poetry. I find it limits the choice of words you have too much, and that often the meaning is sacrificed to the form. But that's just a personal preference - many people write lovely rhyming poetry.

Though Sitara is correct that haiku is not a form that is supposed to rhyme. And thank you, as well, Sitara, for your kind words!