Earthrise Rolling Haiku Collaboration 2021
Welcome to the world’s largest annual collaborative poem. This year our seed poem honors the late Bill Pauly. Please add your poem(s) in the Reply Box below, ideally at dawn at your location, but any time that you are able. The timeline for this begins at 12:01 A.M. on April 17 on the International Date Line (which is why it seems to have started the day before, for many of us). Your poem(s) may respond to the “seed” poem:
snowmelt . . .
she enters
the earth on her knees— Bill Pauly (Harold G. Henderson Haiku Contest, 1991)
or to any of the posted poems, and you can even start a new thread. You may participate as often as you like. All we ask is that you respond to the theme at hand.
Enjoy!
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World 🐧 Day (4/25)
incognito
smartly dressed
in skin-tight tuxedo
Michael (MV) 🐧
Aztec sunrise…
beat of a drum seeps around
stone to jacaranda root
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/22/21
Following to the beat of Michelle’s . .
Aztec sun rising
to the drum circle . .
murmurs among the ruins
Michael (MV) 😎
nice, Michael!
more among the ruins😎
what dreams may
come rising from the
smoking embers of ruins
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/24/21
Hi Michelle,
I read yours, and the Phoenix surfaced, and then that proper noun morphed into a verbal:
new dreams
phoenixing
from the embers of ruins
😎 Michael (MV) 🌻
Just had a calm head to read earthrise 2021 today. in my readings, I noticed your thoughtful comments on my poems. please forgive my lateness here. I hope we can talk more in private. my email address is kwakubaaa@gmail.com.
it stops raining –
the swallows return
to the old nests
Hi Adjei,
This one earns the Gerard Manley Hopkins award for haiku crafted with lyrical alliteration, consonance, and assonance – sonics in service to sense – I shivered (with musical delight) myself 🐧, and I’m not sheared 😄
And, might that be a spring snowfall – and then there’s a continuation of alliteration for your haiku.
By the way, admirable, too, how your “sheared sheep” image is analogous to the “snowmelt” of Pauly’s seed(lead) haiku.
Michael (MV) 🐏
Just had a calm head to read earthrise 2021 today. in my readings, I noticed your thoughtful comments on my poems. please forgive my lateness here. I hope we can talk more in private. my email address is kwakubaaa@gmail.com.
the flood waters recede . .
neighbors return to what
remains of their homes
flood waters
have disappeared;
some pets, too
the dogwood
finds it way back home —
Sabbath-Easter eve
Venice –
Her people wake to wake
on water
Michael (MV) 🌻
sleep walking
to the forest haze-
nocturnal birdsong
© Bidyutprabha
Following Bidyutprabha
and hearing my brother, John Keats –
sleep walking –
pied – to the piping
of the nightingale
And here, hearing my sister in song, Stevie Nicks:
Sleep rocking
and rolling to the lull
of the night bird
And here, brother Steve Winwood:
Sleep-talking back
to the night, riding
the rails of a red eye
Michael (MV)
all over again
like crimson & clover
(“over & over”)
The spring fever
refusing
to break
“I am
with you
always”
I am with You
there I am
always. 🌻
spring rain
her new green dress
dries in the breeze
open meadow
sheared sheep shiver
in snowfall
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
ratcatcher’s moon
the dog’s whiskers
closely behind
Alan Summers
i.m. “Max” still hunting at a Toowoomba sheep station (Queensland, Australia) in the sky!
Australian Haiku Society Spring Equinox Haiku String 2019 (September 24th 2019)
empirical owls…
the sheep gather quietly
into their own bones
Alan Summers
“Gwdihŵ” a haikai sequence
Wales Haiku Journal issue one Spring 2018
.
drifting snow the steam rolls off a field of sheep
Alan Summers
Stardust Haiku Issue 8 – August 2017
ed. Valentina Ranaldi-Adams
Kirkstone Pass
a sheepdog gathers its part
of the world
Alan Summers
Muttering Thunder vol. 1, 2014 ed. Allan Burns
most part of the night
gazing the luminous sky
a shooting star teased
a week spent…
watching the orchid
unfold
Japan society 2021
ascending sun
the sapling
deepens
© Bidyutprabha
Following Robert kingston; and sharing versions:
watching the orchid
unfold – a week
well-spent
a week
watching the orchid
unfold – priceless
a week watching
the orchid unfold –
not precious, priceless
a week playing
haiku, and still not spent –
🐕 Michael (MV) 🌻
Michael. So so sorry to have seen this so far down the line. Thank you very much for your kind words.
wild carrots in the meadows
a horsefly settles on Queen Anne’s lace
Christina Chin
The Asahi Shimbun
after Christina –
after grazing on wild
carrots, the horse
fly rides on Queen Anne’s lace
Thanks, Christina,
Michael (MV) 🐎
garbage tractor
housefly enjoying a ride
on mango peels
© Bidyutprabha
the cat’s in love
night becomes Magritte
with a bowler hat
Alan Summers
Asahi Shimbun (Japan, March 2020)
note:
surrealist artist Rene Magritte (1898-1967).
neko no koi 猫の恋 “cats in love” is an early Spring seasonal reference aka kigo
.
blind date for a cat
an alleyway becomes
a tunnel of love
Alan Summers
Asahi Shimbun (Japan, March 2020)
note:
neko no koi 猫の恋 “cats in love” is an early Spring seasonal reference aka kigo
.
spring breeze an unexpected lilt
of blackbird trill
Alan Summers
Half A Rainbow
Haiku Nook: An Anthology ed. Jacob Salzer & The Nook Editorial Staff (2020)
Dedicated to Rachel Sutcliffe (1977-2019) & the Haiku Nook G+ group
https://jsalzer.wixsite.com/halfarainbowhaiku
Hi Alan,
Thanks for educating me, us re:
“neko no koi 猫の恋”
As for myself, I wasn’t aware, and enjoyed the new knowledge. Thank you, Alan.
The “bowler hat” alone tells me surreal & Magritte. And, btw, as for this reader & writer of haiku & micro-poem, I detect a playful pun on *bowl*er
the cat’s in love
night dons
a bowler hat
*
a cat called
Magritte,
sans bowler
Needless to say, Springsteen sprung to the table, and I’m enjoying serving this – and all previous & upcoming shares:
cat on a blind date
the alley
a tunnel of love
Inspired by Alan’s cat-ku, and a cool cat called Springsteen:
lost in the tunnel of love
patrol pulls in —
blinded by the light
Michael (MV) 😎
cherry blossoms
she tilts her umbrella
to have a glance
© Bidyutprabha
Thanks
Allan Summers
Enjoyed your poems 🙏❤️💐
sitting in the sun
glistening dewdrops
in a gossamer lace
日向ぼこレースの中に光る露
[tr. 熊(くま) Kuma]
The Taiwan Anthology of The Global Haiku & Tanka
(English Version: Vol.1).
girls ski past
snow-white trees
a red scarf flaps
スキーの娘赤い襟巻きはためかせ
[tr. 中野千秋 Chiaki Nakano]
The Taiwan Anthology of The Global Haiku & Tanka
(English Version: Vol.1).
whistling kettle
a broom stick sweeping
the garden ground
moving clouds
in the cold wind
trees with no leaves
裸木や雲の流るる風の中
[tr. 中野千秋 Chiaki Nakano]
The Taiwan Anthology of The Global Haiku & Tanka
(English Version: Vol.1).
buttercups
glittering with dewdrops …
a gust of wind
Natalia Kuznetsova
( Basho Festival Contest 2009, runner-up prize )
a lonely deer
sticks her tongue in the cracked ice
spring thaw
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
after Adjei –
tonguing at cracks
in the thawing ice –
a dehydrated doe
Thanks, Adjei,
Michael (MV)
moving
in one direction
the coyote chases a deer
コヨーテや一方向に鹿を追ふ
[tr. 中野千秋 Chiaki Nakano]
The Taiwan Anthology of The Global Haiku & Tanka
(English Version: Vol.1).
Hi Christina,
Taking a look at this as one long line running from left to right:
moving in one direction the coyote chases a deer
Michael (MV) 😎
the full grass moon
in a wood frame
treefort
Cantos 2000
egret arrivals
lotus buds blossom
in the village pond
Cantos 2000
clucking chaos
stripes of a python
coil the roosting perch
Cantos 2000
wind sighs
the last brown leaf
rests on thin ice
Cantos 2000
the widow
pounds shallots
autumn rain
Cantos 2000
noise of evening frogs
strident into the night
mahjong session
Cantos 2000
melting glaciers
dreams of snow
in blazing heat
snow capped Himalayas
often enter
my waking dreams
moments of wonder
never cease…
crystal maze
willow whips
follow the river
spring avalanche ─
the crash end
of my dream
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
winter sunrise
the snowman wets
his bottom
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
January thaw
looking for an ice
in a pool
(c) adesokan babatunde waliyullah
Hi Adjei,
Love the Humor here
cute & clever
Recalls to me the observation in your snapshot of Budda with shoulder pads of snow.
Alliterating the head & torso with:
solstice sunrise
the snowman soaks
his bottom
Adjei, ironic – your light senryū has inspired me to share this heavy haiku:
end of life:
snowman begins
to bottom out
^^ maybe the heavier, for being reversed:
snowman begins
to bottom out:
end of life
Easter sunrise
absorbs the last breadths of snow:
hospice bed cleared of sheets
Michael (MV) 🌻
frozen river
what becomes
of the moon path?
winter field
a scarecrow whitens
into snowman
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
After Adjei:
blizzard —
the scarecrow scared
to white
winter field
the scarecrow
drained of color
the field
flooded with snow —
the scarecrow washed away
Thanks, Adjei,
Michael (MV) 🐧
cascading moonfall
on eyelashes
puff of powder snow
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 1/20/21
Thank you, Michelle –
Your sensuous image takes me to the Floating World
and so I follow my sister of the moon
Michael (MV) 🌻
P.S. ever listen to Al Stewart’s “Year of the Cat” from the 70s
Thank you, Michael❤️ What a great song! I’ll have to listen to it now😊
numbing frosty winds
the stupefied snuggly heart
winter is knocking
morning chat with
the babbling brook
water hyacinth
Meguro International Haiku Network, 17th April 2021 Online haiku meeting.
dressed for the party
rape blossoms
in vinaigrette
Christina Chin
Meguro International Haiku Circle 18th April 2021.
decked up drunk woman
swirled and giggled in the party
a school girl walked out
snow descending…
the child reaches up
to break their fall
Alan Summers
THF Haiku Dialogue: Poet’s Choice, Suchness ed. Craig Kittner (August 2019)
Illustrated Children’s Book credit:
The Amazing Glass House: A Haiku Storybook
by Susan Beth Furst
(Purple Cotton Candy Arts, October 2019)
interior, and back page
https://www.amazon.com/Amazing-Glass-House-Haiku-Storybook/dp/1732989753/ref=sr_1_fkmr0_2?dchild=1&keywords=Susan+Furst+haikustory+book&qid=1584284297&sr=8-2-fkmr0
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Hi Alan,
I composed a lengthy commentary, detailing how I arrived to this edit (below), which I share in the spirit of Creativity, and because I relate to the Wordsworthian kinship – “the child”(l’enfance) – I find in the vision of your wonderful & admiral haiku-poem.
However, I lost it.
Therefore, I here propose referring to it as:
the snowflake in cyberspace edits
❄
Michael (MV)
snowflakes…
the child reaching
to break the fall
snowflakes…
the child reaching
to break free the fall
(and a peripheral from these studies)
snow flakes
making a clean
break from the clouds
That’s a lot of snow. 🙂
If you have daughters, granddaughters, nieces, I highly recommend this book for them, depending on their respective ages or if they have daughters etc…
The Amazing Glass House: A Haiku Storybook
by Susan Beth Furst
(Purple Cotton Candy Arts, October 2019)
interior, and back page
https://www.amazon.com/Amazing-Glass-House-Haiku-Storybook/dp/1732989753/ref=sr_1_fkmr0_2?dchild=1&keywords=Susan+Furst+haikustory+book&qid=1584284297&sr=8-2-fkmr0
bees pulsating
the temple bells
snowdrops
Poetry Pea Podcast and Journal 19th April 2021
https://poetrypea.com/series-4-episode-8-no-ego-haiku/
snow spread…
somehow merging
with the horizon
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
winter power line
swallows huddle together
for warmth
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
frost damage
tree branches have died
but roots shoot
snow harvest
how little water
to flush
the return of Spring,
familiar, like replays
of Downton Abbey
*
And again with the dogwood coming back home, the return of the annual EarthRise has been a moveable feast for nourishing creativity.
Like the childhood anticipation of the Noël, I look forward to the global collaboration rolling around the next 17th of April, National Poetry Month,
if I am still strolling & scrolling the earth.
Our time here –
like the night before the Noël
that is never wrapped up
Not toys, The Joy!
☮ in the sign of ✝️
Michael (MV)
porch side mountains
the wind-pushed snow
all around us
Alan Summers
Asahi Shimbun (December 2019, Japan)
.
Hopper diners the fading starlight short orders gather momentum
Alan Summers
proletaria politics philosophy phenomena ed. Elancharan Gunasekaran (December 2019)
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jackdaws in snow
thumbing through
all our dreams
Alan Summers
Publication:
The Comfort of Crows
Hifsa Ashraf & Alan Summers
https://www.velvetduskpublishing.com/uploads/3/7/5/9/37595991/the_comfort_of_crows_ebook.pdf
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old circus site
the lingering scent
of its sawdust
Alan Summers
World Haiku Series:
World Haiku Series (2019 Akita Haiku Network, Japan)
fallen petals
city litter
whisked in the gutter
soft pink & peachy
my sister
of the April moon
from the testosterone
of the sol
the moon glows
luminous lunar
estrogen absorbed
in the sunrise
all fingers and thumbs
the river bends & turns us
into other songs
Alan Summers
Experience Japan Festival 10th Anniversary Competition
Dublin, Ireland (April 2019)
.
powdered snow–
a crow’s eyes above
the no parking sign
Alan Summers
Award credit: Joint Winner, Haiku International Association 10th Anniversary Haiku Contest 1999
Publication credits: The Mie Times, Japan (1999); Haiku International magazine (Japan 1999); Watermark: A Poet’s Notebook – Crows (2004)
Collections:
The In-Between Season (With Words Pamphlet Series 2012);
Does Fish-God Know (YTBN Press 2012)
https://www.amazon.com/Does-Fish-God-Know-Alan-Summers/dp/1479211044/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=Does+Fish-God+Know+haiku&qid=1618763169&sr=8-1
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virgin snow
a fox makes prints
for the morning
Alan Summers
Icebox, Hailstone Haiku Circle Japan (2010)
The Haiku Calendar 2012 (Snapshot Press)
eAnthology:
a little help from my friends (Red Dragonfly ePamphlet 2011) ed. Melissa Allen
fox dreams ed. Aubrie Cox (April 2012)
Anthology:
Inking Bitterns (Gert Macky Books December, 2013) ed. Dru Marland
Award credits:
Runner Up, The Haiku Calendar Competition 2011 (Snapshot Press)
Featured:
The Haiku Foundation re:Virals 14 December 18th 2015
https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/2015/12/18/revirals-14/
April supermoon
pink & pregnant
with light of the sun
April supermoon
pink & plump
with sun light
April supermoon
plump & rosy
cranraisin
Michael (MV) 🌻☮
heavy gate
in its nooks and crannies
traces of covid
time out…
strongholds of snow
along the way
Roads everywhere
Conflict every time to select a road
I am in crossroads.
second wave
winter sun alone
sweeps the snow
Greetings Srinivasa,
That image – epic & cinematic
s w e e p I n g
swept me to the last of Shelley’s enduring 19thC sonnet: “Ozymandias”
(especially that finale image):
“Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
The commonality of arid sand & frigid snow. A conjunction of opposites: a Romantic ideology.
🐕 🌻 Michael (MV)
Thank you so much Michael 🙏
earth day
planting seeds
in the desert
(Presence, Issue#66)
earth day event
the village chief grants
a deeper borewell
(Blithe Spirit, August 2018)
early morning alive
reading what you wrote
yesterday
early morning mist
the palest tinge of yellow
in the folds of daffodils
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/15/21
Dear Michelle,
I’ve read and re-read your glorious haiku, I love it so much.
warmest regards,
Alan
twilight on snow shadows deepen the grip of stars
Alan Summers
Publication Credit: Frogpond 37:2 (2014)
Anthology Credits:
big data The Red Moon Anthology of English-Language Haiku 2014
Butterfly Dream: 66 Selected English-Chinese Bilingual Haiku, Volume Three ed. Chen-ou Liu (2017)
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snowfall she takes her daffodils Underground
Alan Summers
Blithe Spirit vol. 19 no. 1 (2009)
Collection: Does Fish-God Know (YTBN Press 2012)
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Does-Fish-God-Know-Alan-Summers/dp/1479211044/ref=sr_1_2?dchild=1&keywords=alan+summers+haiku&qid=1608464998&s=books&sr=1-2
Alan,
I so admire your poetry. Thank you for sharing and for your generosity.
Diane Alleva Caceres
Thank you Diane, that’s really very kind and deeply appreciated!
warmest regards,
Alan
Dear Alan,
What an honor to hear you say that! I adore all of your haiku and haibun! Thank you so much!
A big admirer of your poetry,
Michelle
Wow, thank you Michelle! And every time you post a new haiku that is at the top, I cannot bear to post a new one of mine.
Love the latest too!
Alan
Dear Alan,
Surely I have died and gone to heaven! It is such an honor to hear you say that. I so adore your work. Thank you so much!😇
your biggest poetry admirer,
Michelle
Hi Michelle,
Yes, Brava!
William Wordsworth springs to mind, for me.
Sharing a leaner, but not lesser, edit:
morning mist –
the palest tinge of yellow
in daffodils folds
And with your lyrical haiku, I hear Sting’s “Fields of Gold”:
morning mist –
the palest tinge of gold
in daffodils fields
😎 Michael (MV) 🌻
Thank you for your kind words, Michael! I am a big admirer of Wordsworth and Sting as well. I had never heard that song before and had to look it up. What beautiful sounds and poetry. I also looked up his firlds of barley which are indeed gold and heavenly romantic swaying in the wind. Thank you for intrfucing me to a lovely song. I like your exit, by the way. Taking out all the prepositions makes it less wordy.
*fields
oh my. forgive my text typos. I am working on my iphone.
*introducing
🙄*edit
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snow drift two people along arguing
Alan Summers
Glint ebook collection by Alan Summers
pub. Proletaria politics philosophy phenomena
ed. Elancharan Gunasekaran (February 2020)
https://proletaria730964817.files.wordpress.com/2020/03/glint.pdf
biggest iceberg melt
a Titanic deckchair
disintegrates
my finger traces
the north star
Alan Summers
“City” The British Haiku Society 30th Anniversary Members’ Haiku Anthology 1990-2020
ed. Diana Webb
or even:
.
backyard love
my finger traces
the north star
Alan Summers
“City” The British Haiku Society 30th Anniversary Members’ Haiku Anthology 1990-2020
ed. Diana Webb
Buddha—
his shoulder pad
of snow
Under The Basho Journal 2018 – Modern Haiku
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
solstice
a farmer grass-seeding
the early snow
(c) Adesokan Babatunde Waliyullah 18-04-2021
the cat blinks
not once but twice
Buddha rays
Alan Summers
Nick Virgilio Haiku Association Haiku In Action (November 2020)
Thanks, Adjei,
for sharing this very cool snapshot
A time to make light of Enlightenment – highlighting the light(humorous) in Enlightenment.
I likely might have overlooked it, but Thanks to you, Adjei, it is a freeze frame in the archives of my memory bank.
🎥 Michael (MV) 😎
climbing the fence
a diamond-shaped net
for clematis-to-be
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
tracing a hexagon
the brightest star
glowing
~ Fireflies’s Light
the sign of orion
so bright
wise men follow
~ Fireflies’s Light
beach cafe
sips of coffee
the milky way
~ Fireflies’s Light
lipstick stain
on a coffee cup
fiery sunset
(c) Adesokan Babatunde Waliyullah
18-04-2021
dew light
the cardinal returns
a call
~ Fireflies’s Light
snowfall
the town turning
into a white cake
(c) Adesokan Babatunde Waliyullah 18-04-2021
Hi Babatunde,
I saw & heard Emily Dickinson’s snow poem, and then I saw a Brontësque vision of the other Emily,
and that’s when I was moved to a more wuthering version, to partake in a new height:
snowstorm —
the town
caked & frosted
*
and that led me to further intensify:
sudden artic blast —
cream pies smashed
against the cityscape
in the kin-ship of creativity,
Michael (MV) 😎
🐕 Following you, Christina –
the sign of orion
so bright, how could I not follow
Thanks for lead, Christina 🌻
Michael (MV)
north wind
the aroma of condiments
in a hot pot
~Fireflies’s Light
down
on the forest’s floor
where crickets opine
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
everywhere, springs
the whole earth upset
over lingering knee
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
mud season
the water buffalo and i
wallowing
Billy Antonio
Laoac, Philippines
Billy Antonio,
Thank you
for the fun-ku –
I play, too
*
mud season
wallowing in bed
night after night . . . night
(to the cadence
of Emily Dickinson’s
“Wild nights, wild nights”)
a compulsion for
compression, and a mad
compassion for the mud
memories
made from mud
on white muslin
white blooms
in a bed
of pig sty slush
(compost of choice)
a mud
for all
seasons
😎 Michael (MV) 🌻
Every star
a tree, a bird,
a man, a woman
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/11/21
new spring house
new alarm clock—
Canada geese!
raising up
the sand
pink flamingos
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/17/21
shafts of sunrise
gather over the lake
flamingo-shaped clouds
Natalia Kuznetsova
(Asahi Haikuist Network, Feb.2017)
snow angel
her one arm rendition
turns heads
tadpoling time
watching till their
knees bud
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
splashes
of laughter
April rain showers
Billy Antonio
Laoac, Philippines
almost free-
the anchor
holding the child’s kite
Jumble box 2017
A MDW compilation
snow melt…
an extra kick
of vit d
sand martins…
as if the caldron could
conjure up magic
on my knees
sprinkling eggshells
on tomorrow’s tomatoes
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
snow mound
my motherless child
makes a home
moonflowers
rising up
pregnant moon
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/17/21
rising up
pregnant
moon
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/17/21
winter’s end
one by one
irises
equinox
earth warms
to the touch
blue irises
mother replants
half a worm
The mainichi 2020
sequestered
i force a bulb
to grow in this bowl
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
a frenzy of red
on the winter berries
pecking robins
~ The Cicada’s Cry
incense smoke
shrouds the red moon
Obon festival
~ The Cicada’s Cry
sea stacks
a roaring wave leaves
bubbles in the sand
~ The Cicada’s Cry
My favorite so far…took me right back to Rockaway Beach!
end of term
bubbles descend
the helter skelter
high wind
a blizzard of
cherry blossom petals
~ The Cicada’s Cry
Augur hope
In withering souls, thou withering
Cherry blossoms
umbrella
a crane preens
in first light rain
~ The Cicada’s Cry
wet dirt on
white lace
ploughed heart
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/17/21
a lotus caretaker
up to his waist in murky waters…
lingering clouds
-The Asahi Shimbun, 2019
mingus mountain
lifting-off
fleecy tops
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
viewing snow-capped vista
above clouds at world’s top
heart melts
high snow melts
into rivers that sustain
life giving grandeur
our blue home
rising over the moon
melting hearts
mid-day sun
winter mountains
unravel slowly
Bona M. Santos
4:1, Autumn/Winter 2020-2021 of Autumn Moon Haiku Journal.
all the blue notes
of night moves
eveloping moon
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/17/21
all the blue notes
of night moves
crescent moon
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/17/21
pre-dawn sunrise
on the stream in the west
anytime on-line
Mary P. Myers
https://youtu.be/8JHXQKbWXTo
buddleia budding butterflies-in-waiting
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
the s word
when will April learn
about rain
light snow a thin excuse
Frogpond, 40.3 (2017)
The s word seems to be fooling us year after year, late freeze really put one on fresh buds this year; really slipped up on me.
a flurry of snow
the night settles
on each crow
Alan Summers
Lyrical Passion showcase ed. Raquel Bailey (July 2020)
.
winter wheat
a breeze rattles
the wire act
Alan Summers
.
snowflakes
but for the red
of this fox
Alan Summers
THF Haiku Dialogue: Red ed Tia Haynes
Australian Haiku Society Winter Solstice Haiga Kukai 2020: Seasonal
getting Ted Hughes with ya — Thanks, Alan
snow settles
on the rooftop
of crow
*
snow turns
crow
to whitebird
*
flakes
dandruff
the crow
*
flight
frees the crow
from frosted flakes
*
the crow takes flight –
flakes free falling
from feathers
* and the Beats, too
a powder-puff layer of fresh snow
: coke-covered crows
*
a murder lands
on mounds of snowdust :
crows on coke
😎 ☮ 🌻
Michael (MV)
coiling the spring with the child’s sledge
snowmelt- if only
everything covid
came back
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
should read:
snowmelt- if only
everything covid killed
came back
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
April rain
every leaf washed
greener
Very nice haiku entry. Here in South Carolina it rains all around me but not on me. Enjoyed reading. hj
snowmelt
all the bullet points
we held inside
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
blushing blossoms
the bunnies make love
not war
watering the droop
of windowsill houseplant
my posture improves
4/17/2021 by wendy © bialek
.
chiaroscuro how the snow melds us Da Vinci
Alan Summers
Hi Alan,
Consider “sfumato” –
sfumato how the snow melds us Da Vinci-esco
and then with the ‘esco,” the begin & end are connected by thr rhyming Italiano
al fresco,
Michael (MV) 😎
rising
from wet ground
Spring thaw
snowmelt…
icicles sharpen
their teeth
losing its colour to the wind crepe myrtle
(Cattails, April 2020)
*
nebulous the pale sound of autumn rain
(Hedgerow #131)
*
morning contrail the world at a stretch
(Presence, March 2021)
*
morning prayer
the sound of blackbirds
fine-tuning dawn
*
(Blithe Spirit, August 2020)
chapel steps . . .
soft winds of spring
dry the Queen’s tears
minute of silence
before his final resting . . .
only birdsong
Liz Ann Winkler
Canada
rousing sunrise treeline melodies in silhouette
crossroads –
handful of seeds
in the wind
Daniela Misso
Italy
the sheltering life
some people
plant a garden
glass plate
with apples and rose hips
cranes fly south
Tsanka Shishkova,
ASAHI HAIKUIST NETWORK
4 December 2020
ocean warming…
king penguins looking for
a new home
Tsanka Shishkova
first daisies…
decorations on a defrosted cake
The Asahi Shimbun Asahi Haikuist Network January 31, 2020
*
laundry
drying on the terrace …
snowmelt
bucato
steso sul terrazzo …
disgelo
Daniela Misso
THF Haiku Dialogue The Haiku Mind – Sign of Spring March 25, 2020
Ciao, Daniela Misso,
Enjoyed these; the Italiana. too
Sharing:
Venice —
people wake to walk
on water
Spring —
a boy’s first taste
of tiramisu
Michael (MV), with ancestors from Sicily🌻
snowmelt
learning to say
what I think
Hedgerow #123
spring’s first dawn
the call of wild geese
along the river
Wales Haiku Journal Spring 2019
misty sky
the last migratory birds
fly low
Seashores, Vol. 4, Apr. 2020
blast of wind
pumpkin seeds scattered
on the windowsill
(Haikuniverse, Nov. 2016)
snowy fields
the first crocus blooms
invisibly
Otata, Oct. 2018
robin song
the longing to return
to the previous spring
Otata, Apr. 2019
spring wind
the shelter of a leaf
somewhere
Otata, Apr. 2019
the matriarch
they say she cried
when I ran away
autumn
wind sows
seeds
Tsanka Shishkova
Sofia, Bulgaria
epiphany
the moment I am lost
I am found
.
snowmelt . . .
she enters
the earth on her knees
— Bill Pauly (Harold G. Henderson Haiku Contest, 1991)
.
flindrikin…
all our elbows pumping
to finish the compost
Alan Summers
note:
flindrikin is Scots for “a slight snow shower” which we had in mid-April, followed by sun spells!
.
jacob’s ladder —
the long walk with elbows
and knees creaking
Alan Summers
bouncy steps
even the earth
hums a tune
empty subway
filling the air
with footsteps
petrified oak wood
the surrounding fence…
electrified
clicking the remote
‘a storm on every channel
climate changed
climate change
dandelions seen in
february
clicking the remote
one storm after another
climate changed
~ Sari Grandstaff
deserted alley
a man tapping his cane
in a rhythm of blues
Tsanka Shishkova
Sofia, Bulgaria
nine hours
of a cactus blooming
sun slowly appears
snow showers…
the prayer
long awaited
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
without umbrella
singing in the rain
so long ago
zoom party
newborn baby
in the family
.
night blizzard
each snowflake pairs
with a star
Alan Summers
Presence issue #67 (July 2020)
.
snowdrops to dawn chorus the teardrops of white
Alan Summers
The Australian Haiku Society Spring Equinox Haiku String 2020
Hi Alan,
Happy IHPD!
I have been enjoying your contributions to the collaborative.
To your 2nd, I respond with:
mourning
becomes
white
To your 1st, with:
No
two stars
shine the same
Each star
reflects
the same
Michael (MV)
Dear Michae (MV),
Ah yes, white is a mourning color for funerals in some cultures.
.
this coat of white the sky burial of higher stratus clouds
Alan Summers
folding
into night
one violet moonray
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/14/21
on earth mourned
from this long April freeze
still, on their knees
**
**
orchard buds
in April’s long freeze
the steep slope of hope
**
record snowmelt
blown gasket
in the sump pump
spring clouds…
a white-pebbled pathway
to heaven
~Chrysanthemum Issue 29, April 2021
*****
morning prayer
a koel’s song
in every room
~ THF-Haiku Dialogue 31.3.21
*****
a fragrance
of orange blossoms
the old dog rests
~ Cold Moon, 20.12.20
*****
a damselfly
folds its wings
your sudden adieu
~ Creatrix, March 2021
firefly—
melting into the darkness
your promise
early morning
fragrance of hyacinth plant
begins the day
Poems From Oostburg, Wisconsin, 2021
spring sunshine
pink mist of cherry blossoms
in no one’s garden
Natalia Kuznetsova
gentle spring winds
in evergreen trees
the friendship we grew
Time Of Singing, 2012
all I didn’t say…
Michaelmas daisies
in Spring rain
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/17/21
snowy mountains
a bird appears
in the cloud
.
filled with love
her lasting footprint
in this world
.
laurel leaf
the seeds of peace
she planted
.
snowmelt
remembering her life
anew
.
Xenia Tran, Scotland
.
In memory of Rachel Corrie (1979-2003)
through crust
and mantle
night blooms
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/17/21
winter sun
the prayer plant opens
toward the window
window tray regiment of leaning seedlings
Hi Terri,
Your symbolic solar-ku prompted me to share this variation:
to the sun
through the winter window
the prayer plant opens
Michael (MV) in Birmingham, AL
Venus fly trap…
is there a variant
for humans
what I couldn’t say . . .
first anemone
in the spring rain
–
–
Otata 25 Janaury 2018, haibun, “Crossing the line”
oncology ward—
she dreams of riding
the black sun
–
–
Sonam Chhoki
Notes from the Gean 15 (January 2013), 24
chasing shadows we wait on news of her scan
tinywords
Issue 15.1, 9 April, 2015
x-ray department
one leg forward
with a kick
Published 2017?
Earth Day
an hour in the garden
on my knees
Ephemerae Summer 2018
more poems…
the return of birds
from afar
Daniela Misso
Italy
#FemkuMag July 2020 issue 26
Meera Rehm
one night cloud
hanging over the horizon
flashes after flashes
early springtime where the river flows through me
familiar tune my children’s voices above the mountain stream
tinywords
Issue 14.1, 13 May, 2014
early arrivals
perched in snowflakes
a choir of robins
spring in the air
a robin hops down to inspect
my paint job
patio laying
the robin
on my shoulder
evening meal
the robin seeking warmth?
rests on the bbq
crawling through
trembling night blooms
purple lightning
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/17/21
*
ebb tide
every bird song
spawns a new moonfall
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/15/21
all I long for in
one ebb tide
moonfall
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/17/21
making a wish . . .
starlight all the way
to the horizon
mourners slow
to undo
their embrace
*
a cathedral
500 years old—
redwood forest
*
the beating heart
of the minnow –
sunlight on the hook
silence in the woods . . .
the transparent tears
of pine resin
*
Otata 25 Janaury 2018, haibun, “The Talisman of Grief”
another wave . . .
yet the houseplants moan
about water
the unseen
from everything
the seed
.
the dandelions’ fluff sun seeds
.
sprouted seeds
metastasis
in x-ray
.
no matter
of color skin
the same shadow
The Haiku Foundation – Haiku Dialogue – Opposites Attract open/shut 12 august 2020
.
full nest –
all the loved ones
in my heart
Best of Autumn Moon Haiku Journal, Volume 3 (3:1 and 3:2) July, 2020
.
reopening –
all things I haven’t seen
before
THF Monthly Kukai — July 2020, Honorable Mention: by TOM BORKOWSKI
.
barbed wire
with every passing bird
a part of me
Issue 27 of FemkuMag October 2020
.
a few sparks
rising from the campfire —
starry night
February 20, 2021 (Mainichi Japan)
spring lockdown
we forget to change
the scarecrow‘s coat
naked scarecrow
we kneel
to pray
snowmelt
the wild crocuses
you loved
2nd Place, 2019 Morioka 1st Int’l Haiku Contest
*
fallow fields a light dusting of snow geese
Mariposa 39, 2018
Shortlisted 2018 Touchstone Awards
*
longer days
I knight my sister
with an icicle
5th HM, 2018 Robert Spiess Memorial Competition
*
Happy International Haiku Poetry Day 2021! My thanks to THF for organizing this event.
Debbie Strange (Canada)
rose-tipped dawn
the spring flowers
you never picked
*
Failed Haiku Volume 2, Issue 23, 2017 haiga
spring sun releases
the captive river
transparency flows
dewdrop world
all the poets
we’ve lost
geo guys
resurrection no disguise
gravity wise
Sadly British haikai poet Stuart Quine, a brilliant one line haiku writer, was the first of our poets to die from Covid-19.
.
winter solstice darkness gathers in the unrung bells
Stuart Quine
(3 November 1962 – 24 March 2020)
Sour Pickle – one-line haiku, 1st collection by Stuart Quine (May 2018, Alba Publishing, UK)
website: http://www.albapublishing.com
stained to the iris depth
what does a bee know
of the cuckoo’s absence
*
Otata 26, February 2018
rain-dark window
darker still the slope, where
the cedar once grew
*
Otata 14 February 2017
she asks how
I could mourn someone
I’ve never met
So true, so true.
weight of loneliness the broken branch
*****
holding the breeze her last voice
*****
clouds erasing the patches of light
*****
shortness of breath fading song into the sky
*****
deep pain lightning into lightning
*****
her broken face . . .
the iridescent blue
of ripened plums
Sonam Chhoki, Under the Basho Spring/Summer 2014
oncology ward—
she dreams of riding
the black sun
Chhoki, Sonam
Notes from the Gean 15 (January 2013), 24
wedding day
cherry petals
in the wind
—
i couldn’t say
it’s enough
lilac scent
—
lime tree in bloom
scenting the shape
of my solitude
butterfly
the fragrance
of first kiss
—
velum clouds
a moth passing among
the wind chimes
—
the ghost of a man
who rescued me from the lake
autumn rain
—
bluebell field
somehow nearer
the heaven
—
jasmine
the neighbor’s fence
invisible
snowmelt . . .
she enters
the earth on her knees
— Bill Pauly (Harold G. Henderson Haiku Contest, 1991)
–
–
–
–
–
–
stolen wombs —
the wind brings only dust
to the village well
Sonam Chhoki,
[Chrysanthemum 14
(October 2013), 26
Haiku News 2:8 (2103)
Lee Gurga and Scott Metz, eds. Haiku]
Dear Sonam Chhoki
This though from time past is my favourite this year.
Thank you!
morning pray
the blade of grass bents
under the dew’s weight
*
a concrete jungle
the gnarled pear tree
in white
*
lingering lockdown
a forgotten fragrance
of spring rain
*
daybreak
between sea and sky
a bright border
*
hometown
a glass skyscraper mirrors
the old sakura
Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival 2018, International Sakura Award
*
a gun salute
how silently cherry tree
sheds petals
Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival 2020, Honorable Mention
nothing but pink haze
filling the horizon –
vernal sunrise
Natalia Kuznetsova
( 68th Basho Festival contest 2014,HM)
a fist full of confetti at the shotgun wedding
Dear Marta
I love your poetry generally.
In this set I particularly like your first one.
So much weight rests in that tiny dew drop.
Lovely!
Thank you
And to add.
I thought your “gun salute” very fitting for the day for us in the UK this day
Dear Robert, thank you very much, so happy to read your comments!
All the best, stay safe!
Marta
Meera Rehm
April 17, 2021 at 12:45
broken silence _
daffodil pushes
the black earth
cloudless sky
daffodil pushes
the black earth
after the funeral
the widow plants
the daffodil bulbs
fairy lights in the magnolia tree the coming of snowmen
Alan Summers
THF HAIKU DIALOGUE – Connection with Natural World ed. Tanya McDonald & Kelly Sauvage Angel
.
café longueur
a Parisian train station
invents snow
Alan Summers
Presence #68 (November 2020)
.
thunder
I slide a kigo
into the gun
Alan Summers
First publication credit: tinywords 20.2 (November 2020)
Anthology credit: Haiku 21 (Lee Gurga & Scott Metz, editors (Modern Haiku Press)
Features:
2021 Southern California Haiku Study Group Zoom Presentation
re:Virals 283 (February 2021)
The Haiku Foundation’s weekly poem commentary feature on some of the finest haiku ever written in English.
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dawn light
the memory of one
who will not see it
pressing the silence
of an ancient grief
frozen lip of waterfall
*
Otata 28, April 2018, haibun, “They came to conquer …“
twilight whispers
a soft hum of bees
in blossom shadow
*
how much
long the waiting …
a giraffe’s birth
_ Mamba Journal/ March 2021
**
reawakening
to what is not mine
the passing clouds
_ the Haiku Foundation/ monthly kukai/ April 2021
**
day dreaming
in father’s loud laughter
I cuddle up
_ Brass Bell/ haiku happiness/ April 2021
**
newspaper kite
the obituary page
now closer to heaven
_ Honourable Mention/ 24 th Mainichi haiku Contest, 2021
**
mother gathers
a spoonful of stars …
autumn light
_ Commendation/ First Yugen International Haiku Contest, Romania/ April 2021
**
birds take off
in the muezzin’s call
sunset time
_ Frogpond/ Feb2021
**
winter rains
in the cuckoo’s cooing
a long day
_ Stardust Haiku/ Issue 50/ Feb2021
**
cows find their way
without the cowherd
twilight time
_Nick Virgilio Haiku Association/ Dec28-Jan3rd, 2021
**
old village pond
the smell of moss
in the washed clothes
_ Wales Haiku Journal/ Winter Issue/ Jan 2021
****
graveyard snow
the softened footsteps
of departure
snowmelt . . .
she enters
the earth on her knees
— Bill Pauly (Harold G. Henderson Haiku Contest, 1991)
a spare lifeboat
we both could have defied the
sinking titanic
magic show
all about
blossom
first crocuses
kneeing
on the wet snow
sunlit crocus
the thin shadows
inside it
famous young star
ahh, to be left alone
just once
finding ways to renew my energy grounding
face down –
an April noon bereft
of dreams
(Cafe haiku)
no
dreams
sans you
**
a bit of
moon slips
cherry blossoms
if only dreaming
makes me whole again
… mental patient
what does it dream of
in the shade of the cypress
the old stray
out of beat
on a summer evening
inconstant rain
(Cafe haiku – haiga)
final goodbye –
your pink allamanda
wave in the breeze
(Akita World Haiku 2020)
the whims
and caprices of the heart
… break of dawn
first day of spring
not a single weed
succumbed to COVID
signs of spring
election placards
fade in the sun
spring
an old man’s fancy turns to
naps in the sun
covid ward —
death in the other room
and in mine
his last laugh
a land rover hearse
in racing green
Cool, Robert, Bravo!
Thanks for sharing this unique & brave snapshot of donning a death mask, sporty in an urban western haiku
Life affirmative, Eternally
not flat lines
laugh lines
leading Home
Michael (MV)
Thank you Michael
I enjoyed your response too.
blue iris
almost a century
churning the earth
Japan society 2021
night curfew…
does moonlight still bathe
the riverbank?
cobbled lane . . .
the way ahead lit
by a moonbeam
graveside
a snowflake melts
on my hand
The Heron’s Nest Volume XXl
snowflakes
landing on your grave
a sparrow
moonlight lingers
jn melted snow – the weight
of my wedding band
The poem above should read
moonlight lingers
in melted snow – the weight
of my wedding ring
Snowy mountains
the slow movement
of clouds
Echidna Tracks #2 Landscapes
dilapidated duck house
still holding
an egg
pole position
a blackbird
opens the dawn
Akitsu quarterly autumn 2020
his funeral
the ice cubes melting
in my whiskey
Creatrix $ 49
The previous post should have read:
his funeral
the ice cubes melting
in my whiskey
Creatrix #49
only snowdrops
dance
to the plucked guitar
courting grebes
~ Akitsu Quarterly Journal, Haiga
between a moth
and the waiting lizard
plum blossom moon
~ Akitsu Quarterly Journal, Haiga
i couldn’t
go wrong…
morning jasmines
2nd Place, Caribbean Kigo Kukai
Int’l. Haiku Poetry Day
Kukai 2021
a pair of beige swans
test their wings
soon it will be time
frosty morning
only one kayak
braves the canal
heads nod
under the calf’s breath
wild pansies
~ Akitsu Quarterly Journal
global warming
the heat from Goldman Sachs’
servers
cyclamen breeze
the old bamboo chime
rattles its fragrance
~ Akitsu Quarterly Journal, Haiga
a branch falls
in the forest
and no one hears
a kiss
beside the shoji screen
b u t t e r f l i e s
~ Akitsu Quarterly Journal, Haiga
rolling a pebble
in my fingers
this earth is curved
strands of natto
a spiderweb collects
dew
~ Akitsu Quarterly Journal
rushing stream
in melting snow
asparagus sprouts
~ Akitsu Quarterly Journal, Haiga
first meeting…
dog at the foundry gate
barks non stop
Call of the page in conjunction with the Bristol museum “Japanese print project” 2019,
https://exhibitions.bristolmuseums.org.uk/japanese-prints/haikus/
Thank you!
Love this one by you!
pole position
a blackbird
opens the dawn
Robert Kingston
Akitsu quarterly autumn 2020
.
And of course love this one!
first meeting…
dog at the foundry gate
barks non stop
Robert Kingston
Call of the Page in conjunction with the Bristol Museum & Art Gallery “Japanese woodblock print project” 2019:
https://exhibitions.bristolmuseums.org.uk/japanese-prints/haikus/
Thank you! Alan
not yet spring
the neighbour’s ball
still in the garden
blithe spirit (award) 2016
flicking a coin
for the log store run
silver moon
hedgerow #130
sundress
flaps the clothesline
red polkadots
Sommerkleid
flattert um die Wäscheleine
rote Tupfen
~ Chrysanthemum
white lace
the bridesmaid sees
herself in the shop window
weiße Spitze
de Brautejungfer sieht sich
selbst im Shaufenster
~ Chrysanthemum
blue chiffon
in an empty church –
Covid wedding
finding the key before thunder falls
bluebell wood
I step into
the scent of heaven
whitewater rapids
no birds only the thunder
of tumbling water
~ Poetry Pea Podcast and Journal
frozen lake
only the crunch of boots
on snow
taking a break
then another break
summit brook
~ Poetry Pea Podcast and Journal
a sunbird
chases fruitflies
jujube blossoms
~ Poetry Pea Podcast and Journal
crows on the sidewalk
a scarlet sunbird
swithers
~ Poetry Pea Podcast and Journal
confetti
on her wedding day
a rain of cherry blossoms
~ Poetry Pea Podcast and Journal
the clearing
at an old stone slab
Easter lilies
~ ~ Poetry Pea Podcast and Journal
cave opening
a million spewed swiftlets
darken the morning sky
~ Poetry Pea Podcast and Journal
April moonlight
my memories of this year
hazy in its glow
~ Sari Grandstaff
first warm day
attempts to shoo the bee away
remain futile
first chill
I wonder about
yesterday’s bee
The Heron’s Nest, XVII:2, June 2015
approaching spring…
two snow angels
melt together
the big thaw
nothing left
but his nose
mid winter
two snow angels
touching hands
warmer nights
almost in duet
hawk cuckoo and frogmouth
rising sun
an eagle on the tree
waiting spring
~ Kyoto Haiku Project
Haiku of the world
sequestered
gran counts the days
to spring equinox
clear skies
learning to draw
the twinkle of a star
spring blossoms
…all the colours
of her laughter
( European Kukai)
no
snow
drops
beneath
the
wolf
tree
tender white leaves
peep through the ground
melting snow
~ Kyoto Haiku Project
Haiku of the world
tender white leaves
peep through the ground
melting snow
~ Kyoto Haiku Project
Haiku of the world
dead leaf
falls inside the well
white with snow
~ Kyoto Haiku Project
Haiku of the world
last grains
tossed on the yard
first pigeon arrives
~ Kyoto Haiku Project
Haiku of the world
dawn lake reflects
a dazzling red sky
day getting longer
Kyoto Haiku Project
Haiku of the world
thawing field
the dog conceals her scent
with something rotten
Presence 68
restless thoughts
spring peepers appear
~
Earth Day
a chorus of peepers
extracting the doubt
out of earth-
orchid blooms
moving too fast
to miss a step
earth roll
as if?
oceans could speak
land slide
giant’s footstep
long before
man could sail
red lips…
the mountain speaks
in volumes
litter picking
another shift over
from the rich
bird song at the door spring dawn
~
Earthrise
the gold visor reflects
Orion
https://www.nasa.gov/image-feature/apollo-8-earthrise
Tinywords | 2007-05-14
~
spring thaw
the crow pecks at its shadow
Tinywords | 2005-03-23
a new dawn
spring gives birth
to a sparrow’s song
mountain retreat
the brook in step
with wren’s song
children’s park
on the swings
an inch of snow
snow blankets snow drops
…
spring storm
frozen daffodils
and snow drops
…
troweling
the flower pots
my farm girl genes
Spring 2021 –
masks melting
from sun-lit faces
*
removing the mask,
and then, removing the mask
*
Easter 2021:
faces coming
out of mourning
*
Lifting the mandate:
Faces
in full relief
*
vaccinated kisses :
Valentine’s even warmer
with spring fever
*
masks littered
like snake shed
along city streets
*
like Shroud,
like mask,
left to the tomb
*
Resurrection Sunday
unveiling the masked marble
revealing the Master’s peace
*
Life –
immune to virus,
but never to vitality
Eternally
*
What’s real
can’t be killed.
Virus can be killed;
Virus, not real.
bare she stands
waiting for her time to bloom
I also wait
labyrinth
connecting with earth
bare feet
tearing winds —
her wings impaled
on my dreams
Carole Harrison
The Living Haiku Anthology 2014
spring morning
birdsong opens
another rosebud
— Chrysanthemum No. 29. April 2021
magnolia cups
holding snow
many springs past
winter thaw
the heart he bought her
beyond repair
Trees, still dressed
in summer clothes,
dance in the breeze.
Raindrops on rooftops.
Dark clouds, heavily pregnant.
Storm dissipates heat.
Crayon colours
scribbled across evening sky.
Nature’s paintbox.
**
first rains
a parched earth drinks
from the skies
**
tree planting …
we press moist earth
around each sapling
**
watching a little bird
catch a raindrop
monsoon magic
**
sunlight flickers
across the underbrush
my daughter blossoming
fresh plowed fields….
on the western horizon
snow-capped peaks
from the flower pot
a bit of white descends
. . . butterfly
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Stardust Haiku – Issue 30 – June 2019
ageing
in the mirror
i see my father
Seashores Volume 5
morning mist
my face in the mirror
much older than me
snow
no
path in the woods
bacon
sizzling on the grill
Morning years
The above senryu should read
bacon
sizzling on the grill
morning tears
bee with pollen …
fresh orange juice
on the verandah
FemkuMag March #22 issue
cloud into cloud
bees swarming
the hearth
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/16/21
death of a friend
I swallow the orange
pips
frosted grass
knowing only the unknown
Covid ward
death of my daughter
I soak in
the memories
night nursing–
how small the earth
in the universe
(Acorn #15; THF Haiku App; Wishbone Moon anthology)
damp earth
slick bellies
of winter radishes
(The Heron’s Nest IX:2)
snowmelt
the ache ebbs
from my muscles
Schneeschmelze
der Schmerz läßt nach
in meinen Muskeln
(Chrysanthemum #29)
odd socks
snow is falling
in the woods
Alan Summers
Nick Virgilio Association Haiku in Action (January 28th – February 3rd 2021)
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a shimmer of a cocktail cherry snowballs at dawn
Alan Summers
The Blo͞o Outlier Journal Winter Christmas Eve Special Issue 2020 (Issue #1)
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winter’s end the lichen of abandoned bridges
Alan Summers
Nick Virgilio Association Haiku in Action (Feb 18th – February 24th 2021)
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Thanks again!
winter
on the seashore
sole wind
Luisa Santoro – Rome, Italy
8th Yamadera Basho Memorial Museum English Haiku Contest 2016
astronomy lesson
in the old star atlas
someone’s love poem
Earth Day
seeking her while
she may yet be found
first bird song
the sweetest sound
we’ve heard this year
Samsara
coming back for
the cherry blossoms
furrows in the field –
to the right and left
scattered seeds
solchi nel campo –
a destra e a sinistra
i semi sparsi
Daniela Misso
THF Haiku Dialogue – Opposites attract – right/left November 11, 2020
watermelon seeds
additions and subtractions
with my son
Daniela Misso
The Poetry Pea Journal of haiku and senryu ed. Patricia McGuire Winter 2020
earth roots . . .
still learning how
to bird by ear
— Ernesto P. Santiago, Athens, Greece
sky turns
black to rose
dawn chorus
Helleborus the dreams we leave across a four-season garden
Alan Summers
Poetry Pea Journal : Spring 2021 ed. Patricia McGuire
Michaelmas flowers we hide and talk with faerie folk
Alan Summers
n.b.
Season: September (Autumn)
They got the nickname Michaelmas daisy because these flowers tend to bloom at the end of September, the time of the feast of St. Michael. The typical habitat is rocky limy areas, the edges of the bushes and copses, but also the sub-alpine meadows, marshy places and lake sides.
pub. Tinywords photo prompt February 2021
spring morning
one of Snow White’s dwarves
holding his nose
michaelmas daisies
the old dog returns
in my dream
Presence 60
London Irish
our host takes us
to a gnome reserve
True—the Gnome Reserve in Devon (near Westward Ho!)
absolution…
the same soil
for new and old seeds
Vladislav Hristov, Bulgaria
from seeds
the possible
trees grounded in the soil.
feeling the needle
hit home
twilight bats
presses into
the shallow mist
last petals
after a night shift
the dream of a lullaby
returning birdsong
~ Sari Grandstaff
frozen creek
a trapped moon
wriggles for freedom
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
the flick
of a tadpole’s tail
reopening date
pre-dawn sunrise
on the stream in the west
anytime on-line
Mary P. Myers
https://youtu.be/8JHXQKbWXTo
even after
vaccination not immune
to April’s charms
~ Sari Grandstaff
rained-out picnic
those first umbrella kisses
in an April field
~ Sari Grandstaff
just when I’m thinking
winter is here forever
returning birdsong
~ Sari Grandstaff
hooray!
spring birds choral
winter memory in the water
chrysalite mist
in the town washed with rains …
vernal morning
Natalia Kuznetsova, Russia
( Asahi Haikuist Network, March 2017)
cold snap—
a sparrow flicks its tail
of snowflakes
Shamrock Journal, Issue 25
Shortlisted for Touchstone Award 2013
broken relationship
treading back
on thin ice
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
Earth crying
Regeneration
Too slow
Mike Pauly
eyes and ice
both cold
one melts
outside the white tent
where vaccines are given out
snowdrops bow their heads
~ Sari Grandstaff
first snowdrop
a Facebook memory
of you
In memory of Rachel Sutcliffe
NeverEnding Story, January 2021
morning frost
a song bird
through tight lips
faded memory
Dad teaches me how to play
a blade of grass
This is a wonderful tribute, Marion.
a year later
the pain of that word
vaccination
first early snowdrop
heralds an age-old story
and yet breaks new ground
~ Sari Grandstaff
keeping spring
from autumn hands
and the snow
bare trees
teaching me patience
early spring
Natalia Kuznetsova
moonlight silvering your beauty naked birch
bare oak so much clearer the spring moon
on bended knee
a protest
and a prayer
~ Sari Grandstaff
first cherry blossom
a robin drops in
on the blackbirds wake
the shallow creek
deepening…
April snowmelt
~ Sari Grandstaff
spring snow
the bride’s train drifts down
the spiral staircase
~ Sari Grandstaff
Saugerties, NY
–
on my knees
i open my arms
to embrace a cloud
–
on my knees
the sanctuary
of spring earth
–
on my knees
closer to my Mother’s
womb
–
marilyn ashbaugh
usa
spring snow
the bride’s train drifts down
the spiral staircase
drifting dawn
before sirens and beepers
the chittering wren
old garden-
a wisteria seed
jumps far
sunflower seeds
on the spring snow
a sparrow’s chirping
Mother Earth
pulling herself up in
the sliding morning light
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/16/21
Mother Earth
pulling herself up in
the sliding morning light
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/16/21
tree goddess
opening an eye
in the sun
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/16/21
lover’s kiss—
I dream in a flake
of snow
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
perfect Christmas
I decide to live
in a snow globe
shaken twice
I opt for one lump
in my scotch
lover’s kiss—
I dream in flakes
of snow
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
stampede of
light feet
earth rising
Michelle Beyers
Copyright © 4/16/21
soil mourns
the farmer too
memory of water
dawn chorus
an ancient silence recalls
the human absence
wind chimes
each holds
its own silence
wind chimes
the shape
of tonight
foot prints in fresh laid blossom
outdoor wedding
the guests mingle
with petals
morning snow
a kitten waiting for
the paths
Seashores, Volume 4, April 2020
Arousing Haiku
Teasing these words together
Like verbal foreplay
Firm and wet in thought
Reaching poetic climax
Orgasm of words
first snow paw shakes at each step
thaw drip
a little girl jumps
imaginary rope
The R. H. Blyth Award 2019 (Haiku). Zatsuei, haiku of merit
icicles drip
the bright blue sky –
vernal prelude
Natalia Kuznetsova, Russia
( Asahi Haikuist Network, February 2017)
difficult conversation
snowflakes
on the green grass
The Mainichi, April 13, 2019
taking over
empty park benches
first snowflakes
Agus Maulana Sunjaya
Tangerang, Indonesia
park bench
measuring the distance
in my head
town bench-
the #reet person
forever present
Sorry! Should read “street person”
the ardor of robins
tree after tree . . .
first blush of spring
–Anna Eklund-Cheong
(“Presence,” Issue 67, July 2020)
first snow
the sound of
a moved chair
late-night study
in the university library
the creak of my neck
Thanks, Marion,
for including one – a classic – referencing the library.
Timely, too, with Library Week occuring the same month as NPM & IHPD.
Michael (MV) 😎
Tane’s children
mesh their waking songs
into breaking light
waterfront
a gull dives deeper into
the child’s cone
sunbathing
by the ferry dock
spring seagulls
return ferry
spotting the same gull
hobbling on deck
still talking about her Cornish pasty gull thief
opening the pie crust – another tale
spring daybreak
a blind man staring
into space
Natalia Kuznetsova
Wales Haiku Journal( Spring 2020)
stewardship
now and forever…
Earth Day
Mother Nature
in her greenest garb…
Earth Day
a reason
for all this greenness . . .
soft rain
more greener this year
than last
fields
torrential river
with load roar into the deep
white water rafting
sunshine in the hills –
all streamlets dashing headlong
to the unknown
Natalia Kuznetsova
roaring stream –
caught in the whirlpool
a spray of cherry blossom
Natalia Kuznetsova
( VCBF Haiku Invitational 2011, HM)
dawn maiden
a karakia bursts forth
from the earth
dusk surrounds
the old pūriri
hidden songs
wood pigeon
stamping his feet
beneath the feeder
day break—
the morning brightens
with birdsong
the wren
in full view
pedals the bellows
seed route
a covey of quails
at crossroads
spring sun …
childhood memories
thaw out
Natalia Kuznetsova
Black&White Haiga blog ( 3/11/2021)
nursery song
in my ear
merry ditty
spring morn
shades of pink
envelopes me
Hi Natalia,
A favorite of mine this year, prompting me to share along:
the spring sun thaws —
childhood memories
run out to play
😎 Michael (MV) 🌻
clouds weep-
parched earth
sprouts bounty
barn owl…
she turns
in mid-sentence
roadside chapel
the worn leather
on the prie-dieu
beam of light
through stained glass
celestial greeting
snowfall—
all my friends
are white
(c) Adjei Agyei-Baah
Kumasi, Ghana
smart black boys
all dancing agile
white bystanders
the thunder
of approaching feet…
daisies everywhere
Alan Summers
Australian Haiku Society Spring Equinox Haiku String 2019 (September 24/25th 2019)
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phlox moon
the different shades
of its forest
Alan Summers
phlox moon/pink moon=April/Spring
Australian Haiku Society Spring Equinox Haiku String 2019 (September 24/25th 2019)
heatwave ripples
Large Earth Bumblebees
fanning the home
Alan Summers
THF Haiku Dialogue ‘opposites hot/cold’ ed. kjmunro (August 2020)
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petrichor
in a handful of earth
a child’s birth
**
here, there, everywhere
the wildflowers sway
… Earth Day
**
Lakshmi Iyer
India
pagan ritual . . .
every tree a deity
to my ancestors
discarded mask
swings in the wind
on the well trodden path
swab test
the agony
of waiting
#covid19
another wave . . .
yet the houseplants moan
about water