One of the simplest ways to start writing your own tarot poetry is to begin with the haiku format. There’s something about following it’s basic rules that frees up the creative sense. Since there are three lines you can either dedicate the whole poem to one card or use it for a three-card reading—one line for each card in your spread. (I write a haiku for each of the three cards and then take one line from each to form a fourth haiku that integrates those three cards.) Different decks tend to evoke entirely different “voices” in your haiku. Try it, and you’ll see what I mean.
Want some inspiration? You’ll find lots of examples, support and no criticism at Aeclectic’s Tarotforum haiku thread here.
The following are a few haiku rules, which you can feel free to break or use as you will.
A haiku describes natural phenomena in the fewest number of words, making an indelible impression on the reader. It calls attention to an observation and in effect says, “Look at this” or “Think about this.”
It consists of 17 syllables, or less, in three lines:
5 syllables
7 syllables
5 syllables
Guidelines (follow only if you wish):
• Use the present tense.
• No titles or rhymes (except to name your card, if you wish)
• Include two images that create harmony or contrast so each enriches the understanding of the other.
• Either the first or second line ends with a colon, long dash or ellipsis (marked or not).
• The two parts create a spark of energy, like the gap in a spark plug.
• Limit the use of pronouns.
• Traditionally, each haiku contains a seasonal reference.
• Use common, natural, sensory words. Avoid gerunds and adverbs.
• Images often begin wide-angle, then medium range and zoom in for a close up.
• Present what causes the emotion rather than the emotion itself.
Do you have a tarot haiku? If so, please share it via the comments.
Here’s one based on a very literal description of the 6 of Pentacles:
Hands catch falling coins.
Under the balance, someone
reaches — emptiness.
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June 7, 2008 at 5:22 am
Robyn S
I love this idea so much! I have been playing with it myself for some time, and whenever I have trouble sleeping I do them in my head – I just don’t always remember them the next morning! Last night i wrote one for the dEath card, based on something else I had written earlier, tha twas not in the Haiku format. It’s not perfect, but I tried to stay as closely within the Haiku parameters as I could! It doesn’t have that “like a spark plug” spark, but it feels right to me, and I wanted to share it with you!
Robyn (Starlady online)
[Death card]
Many fallen leaves –
Winter into moist, brown earth
Nurture the seedling…
June 7, 2008 at 5:33 am
marygreer
Robyn – Thanks for jumping in. You make Death seem so gentle and loving.
June 7, 2008 at 6:58 am
Mama Kelly
I have been using Tarot for 35 years (since I was 14), though not seriously, and happen to love writing haiku. It never occurred to me to do this and I was planning on beginning a tarot journal to shake off my cobwebs and recover my rusty skills this will be a wonderful exercize for me.
Thank you!
June 7, 2008 at 6:58 am
Mama Kelly
Oops I mean 25 years
October 12, 2008 at 6:25 pm
Gavin
I had been playing around with doing tarot haikus for the last week then I came across this. What fun!
Tarot deck in hand
On Fool’s Journey I embark
Will you take the leap?
October 27, 2010 at 12:43 pm
Dean
I drew the World card from the Robin Wood Tarot. Here is my effort
The circle of life
Has no beginning or end–
There is only now
October 27, 2010 at 12:54 pm
mkg
Dean – Thanks for reviving this post. That’s a lovely haiku. It reminds me of that old classic book, Be Here Now.
October 27, 2010 at 1:19 pm
Dean
I’ve shared a link to this blog post with the members of my fanpage on facebook. This is a wonderful exercise we can do as we take the Fool’s Journey together.
April 6, 2011 at 2:14 am
Köy Deli
we wrestle
with the noonday sun
about to fall
*****
she is bride
to every One
Him and All
*****
a merchant of sorts
of games and toys and playthings
of fun and pleasure
*****
they look up to him
in his hand of fellowship
he holds their handcuffs
*****
her yellow hair forms
a golden braided collar:
round her neck a noose
April 6, 2011 at 11:38 am
mkg
More, more haikus, please, everyone!
April 23, 2011 at 9:40 am
lacajadepandra
Page of swords.
Why you raise your sword
and wildly quixotic wars?.
If fighting against winds and tides.
Greetings from Spain…
¿Para que levantas tu espada,
y como loco quijote guerreas?.
Si contra vientos y mareas peleas.
Saludos desde España….
April 24, 2011 at 2:10 am
mkg
Greetings,
I enjoy hearing haikus in other languages. Love your Page of Swords. Just for the fun of it, I tried my own translation of your poem to see if I could get it into the 5-7-5 form in English. I hope you don’t mind . . .
Why raise you your sword?
How mad, like Quixote, you war,
Fighting winds and tides.
I hope I have not distorted your meaning.
May 8, 2011 at 9:03 am
Helen
Hi Mary
I have written a haiku for each of the Tarot Aces (posted below in the order Pentacles/Cups/Swords/Wands). The first line describes how we experience the energy of the card, the second line describes the card’s main symbol, and the third line highlights the card’s elemental association.
see, hear, smell, taste, touch
a star within a circle
essence of the earth
love without the strings
a sacred chalice flows over
pure holy water
see things clearly now
a blade pierces the heavens
a breath of fresh air
create something new
a branch upright buds green life
a bright spark of fire
May 8, 2011 at 12:52 pm
Helen
Oops, I had one syllable too many so I changed this one slightly (over becomes o’er):
love without the strings
a sacred chalice flows o’er
pure holy water
May 10, 2011 at 6:37 pm
mkg
Helen –
What fun! That’s a delightful way to add a tarot-structure to haiku. Part of the thrill of haiku is to create beauty and delight within fairly strict parameters, which you’ve done in a very unique way.
May 20, 2011 at 3:34 pm
Quiet
In the darkest night
78 lightning flashes
New paths, new chances.
Mary, years ago now I was the one who started that Aeclectic thread. I was Moongold in that time. Have not seen that thread since but recently began writing poetry and haiku again. You brought back some joyful memories. I wrote the above on seeing this page and will probably re-write it again but it is how I use Tarot now – for new and different perspectives. Tarot has always given me those in some dark times :).
At ATF today I was reading your supportive comments about Waite and wanted to thank you for them. I read the PKT again a few weeks ago with an entirely new perspective. I could see the derivation from Waite in many more contemporary texts
New Age thinking and re-visioning sometimes does not pay sufficient recognition to older texts. This means that newer readers sometimes miss out on real gems. Did Waite write for money? I doubt it somehow.
I love the work of Pamela Colman-Smith but now also see Arthur Waite in a different light. I think I also read some where (from you?) that Waite may have had what we understand today as Asperger’s Syndrome. That is an interesting thought and makes a lot of sense in the light of what we know about him.
It is really worthwhile going back to that seminal time in Tarot history to perhaps make pure and simplify our understanding now.
May 20, 2011 at 10:51 pm
Quiet
I re-read my haiku – not good! And since I digressed to Waite, please feel free to remove my post. I came back to do that and fond that I couldn’t. A;; the best 🙂
May 21, 2011 at 2:46 pm
Quiet
Two more from overnight:
Soft autumnal light
Walking down the Tarot lane
Leaves of colour fall.
And from XI Strength. I was looking at Strength from Tarot of the White Cats:
Gentleness is wise
If one chooses the lion
As life’s companion.
Haiku is a lovely way to put the beauty around us into words. Most of us can have go at this and the Tarot is a wonderful inspiration. When I started doing this years ago, the act seemed to open doors to the essence of the images.
May 27, 2011 at 4:48 pm
Lightsnaps
My last two from a favourite Tarot for this purpose, the Hudes:
XVIII Moon
Sacredness of night
and old trees whispering
wait for gentle dawn.
Queen of Cups
You brought me water
and in doing this you brought
Divine reflections.
I am also ‘Quiet’. It depends on whether I’m signed in to Google or to Word Press, and now too complicated to safely fix given the vagaries of internet technology.
May 27, 2011 at 5:30 pm
mkg
Quiet – love the haiku. Keep them coming.
May 27, 2011 at 8:24 pm
Lightsnaps
I am struggling with Word Press to enter them in my own blog but here is one more which came ot of a discussion about Julia Cuccia Watts’ Ancestral Path Tarot this morning on another forum
XII The Hanged one
Waiting in the quiet
for my own epiphany
love enters, light too.
Quiet (AKA Lightsnaps)
June 3, 2011 at 4:38 am
Helen
the fool marches on
twenty-one steps circle home
paths cross, namaste
June 3, 2011 at 8:41 am
Helen
four suits, pips and courts
pages of a storybook
elements of life
June 3, 2011 at 9:05 am
Helen
mirrors reflect back
secrets major and minor
holy pack of cards
June 3, 2011 at 2:50 pm
Lightsnaps
I saw a wonderful film last week – ‘Of Men and Gods’. It is about a group of French Cistercian monks living peacefully in a Moslem community in Algeria. Life changes when a fundamentalist group of Moslems move into the area. The monks are confronted with questions of commitment to their vocation and their humanity. It is a beautifully compassionate film – one for all of us.
7 Pentacles
Through pain and failure
the day’s work carved out with love
we seek Thee, deep joy.
Quiet
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September 14, 2016 at 7:30 am
Stacy Creamer
A boy with his dog–
A vagabond at cliff’s edge;
The journey begins.
Stacy Creamer
September 14, 2016 at 7:31 am
Stacy Creamer
Oops. That should read:
A boy with his dog–
Vagabond at cliff’s edge;
The journey begins.