Earthrise Rolling Haiku Collaboration 2022
Welcome to the world’s largest annual collaborative poem. This year our seed poem takes up the theme of rebirth, as International Haiku Poetry Day this year takes place on the day of the celebration of Easter. 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 at 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:
the cracked shell of a robin’s egg Easter Sunday — Carlos Colón (The Heron’s Nest 14.3)
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.
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white blossoms cover
the life growing inside her
borrowed wedding dress
wet saturday
watching poirot
reruns
he looks in
at me looking out
stray cat
the candles climbing
towards the top of Golgotha—
prayers in the moonlight
Calvary—
shadows in the moonlight
bringing candlelight
Golgotha station—
megaphone voice echoes
from the hills
Such a wonderful collection for the Earth Rising 2022! So many friends and great haiku…
No doubt about it:
the sun
power-lifting the day
over the flatline
dawn breaking
mother bunny
leaves her burrow
dawn breaking
mama rabbit
leaves her burrow
borrowed nails
not prayers from the vatican
help rebuild ukraine
wendy © bialek
robinsong
a morning borrows
from the painting
Alan Summers
Publication: Black & White Haiga/Haisha curated by Lavana Kray (Aprll 2022)
https://ourbesthaiga.blogspot.com/2022/04/alan-summers.html
Event/Feature/Presentation/Lecture: Royal Photographic Society (30th March 2022) “Photographs and Words” (Alan Summers and Karen Hoy with Stewart Wall)
https://youtu.be/2oz8M70MLWE
Easter rainbow
the morning basket
full of donations
an empty basket…
grandma hides the eggs
from herself
Response:
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a basket full of donations
the cat
jumps in
~ Christina Chin
。
grandma hides the eggs
chocolate coating
and beeswax
~ Christina Chin
。
the tea
too hot
left to cool
~ Christina Chin
。
first the earring
then nosering
catalogue
~ Christina Chin
。
morning train
the beginning
of a long story
~ Christina Chin
。
morning silence
what I didn’t
say
~ Christina Chin
。
first day of school traffic jam
~ Christina Chin
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snow white
crocuses
in snowmelt
~ Christina Chin
。
morning pavement
an empty bottle
from last night
~ Christina Chin
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doves coo
and nod as they pass
peace
~ Christina Chin
。
early spring
creeping purslane
in today’s salad
~ Christina Chin
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a parade
of silk parasols
cherry blossom
~ Christina Chin
。
breakfast chorale
the wok and ladle clang
of food hawkers
~ Christina Chin
。
off the cuff
she rattles on…
coffee shop menu
~ Christina Chin
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water lettuce pond
wandering whistling ducks
in a row
~ Christina Chin
。
pond basin
scrubbing rubber sheets
the smell of rubber
~ Christina Chin
*a kind of outdoor factory job where women whiten smoked sheets for higher market value.
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zen garden
again calligraphy
of pigeons
~ Christina Chin
。
morning
whistle
only the kettle
~ Christina Chin
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wake up!
the shama on
the neighbour’s roof
~ Christina Chin
*the best early morning wake up call. Shamas’ duet ritual.
。
crack of dawn
the tiresome calls
of koels till dusk
~ Christina Chin
。
lines of daffodils flutter in the breeze
spring laundry
ラッパ水仙の列がそよ風にはためく
春の洗濯
Haiku University Anthology Vol 3.
https://youtu.be/ueBOy5pA_sw
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small town
morning dimsum
more generous
~ Christina Chin
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morning brew
the aroma
of local coffee
~ Christina Chin
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morning shower
the shower screen
misty
~ Christina Chin
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lifting mist
a smile from across
the park bench
~ Christina Chin
。
monsoon rain
she hums a love song
over the sad iron
~ Christina Chin
*I learn the ‘hill songs’ by listening to her.
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dawn whoop whoop
of a ruddy cuckoo dove
forest edge
~ Christina Chin
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hedgegrow
the slow then sudden
return of warbler song
~ Christina Chin
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gapping door
my cat lazing
in the morning ray
~ Christina Chin
。
dawn defeat
my cat morosely
contemplate
~ Christina Chin
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village market
the town crier’s
morning broadcast
~ Christina Chin
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early spring
returning warblers
claim their nest
~ Christina Chin
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morning biking
our gander pinches
me blue black
~ Christina Chin
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the little girl
plucks a harp
liberation song
~ Christina Chin
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Fort Mageretta…
gongs from the Istana
across river
~ Christina Chin
。
continuous whoops
of morning monkeys
urban fringes
~ Christina Chin
。
sun lover
a riot of colours
Japanese roses
~ Christina Chin
。
morning star
leading the goats up
then leave them to graze
~ Christina Chin
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morning sea dive
gulls lend their laughter
sound
~ Christina Chin
。
beachcomber
pied avocets
scythe the beach
~ Christina Chin
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predawn shriek
koels’ call and response
on the fig tree
~ Christina Chin
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lovebirds
in the bamboo hedge
spring dream
~ Christina Chin
morning shower
yesterday dribbles
down the
drain
wendy © bialek
“The Lord’s kingdom is not of this world.”
Easter Wednesday:
war & peace
still at odds
our hands as clocks gloaming amongst the evenfall
Alan Summers
Haiku Society of America Newsletter “Haiku Spotlight” (January 5th 2022)
https://haikubasecamp.wordpress.com/2022/04/07/the-unseen-go-between-in-haiku-by-alan-summers/
reborn
when the ylem
became my dna
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romping
freely among treeshrews
reclusive mousedeer
~ Christina Chin
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first catch
a raft of otters grunt
for a share
~ Christina Chin
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morning crumbs…
the crow squawks
what?
~ Christina Chin
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the sun settles
on a handwritten note
apple blossoms
~ Christina Chin
花林檎手書きのメモに日の落ちて tr. 中野千秋
Week 13, 2022
https://www.japansociety.org.uk/?pg=haiku-corner#a
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captive shama
willingly tweaks its tune
bird brokers
~ Christina Chin
。
ready to talk
parrot repeats
it’s master’s voice
~ Christina Chin
。
mate for life
young lovebirds sweet talk
and snuggle up
~ Christina Chin
pink and yellow
a sea of sakura
and nanohana
~ Christina Chin
。
morning duet
my hometown magpies
tweet differently
~ Christina Chin
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laughter
the usual end to our
coffee morning
~ Christina Chin
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worm bait
and bamboo rods
jungle trekking
~ Christina Chin
park upgrade
a world of pigeon poop
on the monument’s head
wendy © bialek
one by one
the prayer candles
seep into darkness
Easter Sunday
one chestnut candle
lighting the other
so many Ēostre eggs
in the shape another hare…
a bell in the wood
Alan Summers
Easter Monday
the chocolate egg
still unwrapped
through the window
the touch of spring
in the spiders web
bare trees
waiting for the miracle –
early spring
( The 72nd Basho Haiku Contest, 2018)
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new shiny white pail
drawing water from the well
mother
~ Christina Chin
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guiding my hand
I learn to write
mother
~ Christina Chin
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thinking I can make it
I peddle big people’s
bicycles
~ Christina Chin
。
walk two miles
to kindy and back
child education
~ Christina Chin
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ember charcoal
in the cast iron iron
starched clothes
~ Christina Chin
brings to memory Sister Helen,
Helen Keller
Although I believe her first word was w a t e r
Walking on water
Walking on air
Michael ✍
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bed wetting
my young sibling gets the blame
please god forgive me
~ Christina Chin
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life
within mix community
mixed-up dialects
~ Christina Chin
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morning stroll
the chatters by
the quiet stream
~ Christina Chin
how dye bleeds
on child’s tinted eggs…
the multi-strains of covid
wendy © bialek
very fine Wendy.
thank you, clysta, for your kind words. so, glad this resonated for you.
the egg moon …
our wishes break open
to a new dawn
.
pink moon
she is
the same
.
Covid spring
a new
resurrection
.
Easter gathering of colored facemasks
– Billy Antonio, Philippines
after the wildfires bluebells
。
Easter Monday
what’s left
KitKat mini eggs
~ Christina Chin
。
。
morning bazaar
still talking about
yesterday’s news
~ Christina Chin
。
。
catch and release
peacock bass swim
up for more
~ Christina Chin
。
butterfly pea flowers
reaching for morning sun
closes by noon
~ Christina Chin
。
field of fairy lily
predicts afternoon rain
last putt on the green
~ Christina Chin
。
。
ipomea
reopens
morning glory
~ Christina Chin
。
all day
without a cloud
gazania daisies
~ Christina Chin
。
the clock ticking
… poppies
before fading away
~ Christina Chin
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spring alcove
hummingbirds hover
over violet salvia
~ Christina Chin
spring wind
i upgrade
to a gas mask
wendy © bialek
woodland floor
reborn dandelions
on the march
Raptur’d –
all that remains, the ribbon
’round the rabbit
Daniel in the den
napping in a field
of dandelions
Easter Sunday
outside my window
birds trill hallelujah
Easter dawn searching for birdsong
– Billy Antonio
Laoac, Philippines
Easter Monday…
more rabbits
than yesterday
funny bunny
by Easter Saturday
earth over-populated
with bunnies
🐰 🐇
The rabbit
far from endangered species
Michael (MV)
losing balance
the earth tips
into summer
Peggy,
A very cool re-imaging of the approaching solstice – Brava
😎 Michael (MV)
co-op garden
a recovering addict
planting seeds
Hi Terri,
Wonderful to find your presence & hear your haiku voice here this season.
Admiral, distinctive haiku you have shared – Thanks, Terri
Would those be sunflower seeds?
🌞 🌻 Michael in Birmingham, AL
.
the begging cries
of baby robins
spring hunger
congratulations to all, a wonderful collection
Kanpai
quail’s egg
little
is more
more or less
Bede beats Bashō
at Texas hold ’em
Alan Summers
Helen, celebrating the quails 🥚 with you – Cheers – Michael (MV)
quail’s egg –
tiny
yet tremendous
My Easter Tuesday revision of my yesterday’s
quail’s egg –
tiny
yet tremendous
4/19/2022:
quail’s egg –
tiny yet tremendous
— dynamite
And, too:
quail’s egg –
tiny yet tremendous
— haiku-like
quail-ku 😎 Michael
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野生森 駒鳥は試す 彼らの歌を
translation by Hasegawa Kai
ORIGINAL:
wild wood
the robins testing
their song
Alan Summers
Honourable Mention
The 2nd Oku-no-hosomichi Soka Matsubara International Haiku Competition (2022)
Ēosturmōnaþ
The Venerable Bede invents
more de Pfeffel
Alan Summers
note:
Ēosturmōnaþ is the month of April
Piffle becomes a middle name
Easter Monday
the bookmakers
thank Heaven
Easter Monday
in the afterglow
of the pink moon
in the afterglow
of Easter’s pink moon
no more blue Monday
Peggy,
A very cool re-imaging of the approaching solstice – Brava
😎 Michael (MV)
Easter Monday —
the farmer’s wife ties ribbons
on the milking cows
Easter rising
a politician snared
in its truth
Alan Summers
C-Ovid
on playback
an old name
Easter beetroot
all 500 tonnes avoiding
the classics
Alan Summers
Publius Ovidius Naso once said:
“beets mean steinz”
。
Easter greetings…
family and friends
behind masks
~ Christina Chin
old style telephone
the shop assistant talks through
one ring of her mask
。
quiet down after
some loud discussions
morning crows
~ Christina Chin
shoreline…
a crow toys
with the gulls
。
morning light
the peace lily
yet to bloom
~ Christina Chin
。
time there may not be
~ Christina Chin
。
petals
swirling swishing water
the sound of oars
~ Christina Chin
。
ribbon round
the Easter bunny
dark chocolate
~ Christina Chin
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faces free
mouths uncovered
Joyful sounds ‘2 2
fence top pigeon
side stepping
the old dog
Market square
the pigeons too a break
Easter Sunday
faced with ultimatums
sunflowers turn towards
the fire
wendy © bialek
Easter Monday
overnight rain
and bluebells
without fret
the hummingbird sips
from all feeders
wendy © bialek
。
birdsongs
and bees of prune blossoms
Easter garden
~ Christina Chin
forsythia blooms
in the birdbath
a lone blue tit
。
ramen breakfast
long debate over
green tea
。
。
pressed petals
in the notebook
rain of cherry blossoms
~ ChristinaChin
。
。
sweetcakes!
the call of a street-seller
before sun up
~ Christina Chin
。
。
school gate
the towkay’s daughters
gets off a pedicab
~ Christina Chin
。
Edit.
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school gate
the towkay’s daughter
gets off a pedicab
~ Christina Chin
。
。
flowers
for all seasons
resurrection lily
~ Christina Chin
。
flowers
for all seasons –
perennial resurrection 🌻
。
first steps
on a straw mat
cherry blossom picnic
~ Christina Chin
。
。
。
snowdrops
on the alter
Easter bells ring
~ Christina Chin
。
Hi Stefanie,
Sharing Easter Tuesday variations –
Reunion –
with gusto we share
our bread with ghost
Reunion –
with gusto we break
bread with ghost
🍞 👻 Cheers
Michael 👻 ✍
。
Easter
mother sews a dress
for every daughter
~ Christina Chin
。
。
Holy Saturday
the Easter candles
flickering
~ Christina Chin
Easter morning
one swan stands out
from the flotilla
second seder
unfinished pysanka
dry on unlit menorah
wendy © bialek
disaster relief
dandelions airdrop
into Kiev
Strong topical-ku (topiku)
our birdbath
overflows
Easter rain
Easter rain
last year’s ducklings
parade their offspring
Easter rains
on their parade –
ducklings following ducks
vespers…
one by one
the words fall in
elastic shoe ties
marathon runners
tryout new limbs
wendy © bialek
your death for my life
the greatest gift at Easter-
my full atonement
in spring grass
a plover and her eggs
green-lit
time machine…
one more kick at the can
for humanity
crowned…
atop my Easter egg
more eggs
fragile shell
who will enjoy the cure
of global cracks
wendy © bialek
Easter dawn
a verciforous koel guards
the longan fruits
~ Christina Chin
Edit:
Easter dawn
a verciferous koel guards
the longan fruits
~ Christina Chin
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pairing…
the fan-dance of great
argus pheasant
~ Christina Chin
。
morning ray
the great argus pheasant
Woo Whoo
。
Easter showers
tulips slash
through leaf mold
squirrels dig for lost acorn : : egg hunt
Happy Easter, all!
These are lovely, Sangita!
Thank you much, Reid! I appreciate your comment!
all that I am
all that i am not
ancient cradlesong
giallo this restricted area my birthplace
Alan Summers
Feature: Mixed Tapes Neutral Spaces
https://neutralspaces.co/mixtapes/haiku.html
end of matins
I decode into genomes
into petals
Alan Summers
Does Fish-God Know (Yet To Be Named Free Press 2012)
h=k=l=0 each love number sleeps
Alan Summers
Does Fish-God Know (Yet To Be Named Free Press 2012)
regenesis the child from without primeval soup
Alan Summers
Bones 2
“regenesis” – never saw/ read that prefix before now – appealing to my poetic sensibilities –
Thanks, Alan,
Michael
under candlelight…
pysanky eggs
and a prayer
Beautiful, Reid!
Thank you, Sangita! Much appreciated! 😊
revisiting
my draft poems …
a new ku is born
finding
a new ku
in the draft
a new ku
borne out
of the draft
Don’t throw
the ku out
with the draft
Easter Sunday
I take the kids to a gig
and let it roll
empty nest filled with chocolate Easter Sunday
I can relate to this! Nice!
Marion Clarke
April 17, 2022 at 5:54 pm
empty nest filled with chocolate Easter Sunday
love it!
Easter gig –
rock ‘n egg roll
wire fence –
i follow the movement
of a butterfly
leaving away …
the path turns into
sunflowers
family gathering
we share our bread
with ghost
Hi Stefanie,
Sharing Easter Tuesday variations –
Reunion –
with gusto we share
our bread with ghosts
Reunion –
with gusto we break
bread with ghosts
🍞 👻 Cheers
Michael 👻 ✍
Looking up
A sun halo
Circles the now
first red-winged blackbird
arriving with the pink moon
I plant the onions
Easter sunday
falling snow on the
pale of the daffodils
Ah…to fly like that!
To sit atop a tall tree
See it all and sing!
Easter, Passover
All our prayers mingle on high
Shared vast sky, same Moon
nancie,
I appreciate the Universality of your contribution to this year’s global renga.
Michael (MV), sharing this Easter Tuesday variation:
Easter & Passover,
war & peace,
the same red sun & pink moon
Amen, nancie…
narcissi white
cracks
dawn slumbers
Easter Sunday
the deer nibble
new leaves
millionaire’s estate
all gossip points
to deer
I love this Tom!
Yes, Tom, Bravo!
Michael (MV), adding my applause, too, this Easter Tuesday
Easter Sunday …
the slap of the wind
on the violets
earthborn refuge
entombed spider
webbed sun
train from Kiev …
in the old coat
sunflower seeds
FIRST PLACE Carribean Kigo Kukai 148 April 2022
Congrats, Lucia, on composing the 1st placed haiku-pom
Well-deserved – Cheers 🌻
and Thanks, too, Lucia, for your award-winning haiku Prompting me to this haiku –
Sunflowers seeds
from Kiev
with love
Michael
✍🌻🗣
a rainbow
after spring rain
Easter eggs
nesting
in his palm
my cheek
wet Saturday
watching poirot
reruns
wet Saturday
the comfort
of crime
despite
the tangles
his touch
end of pilgrimage …
the incense burner emits
a larger plume
Eostre…
an older goddess
I once knew
bad dream
a strange name
on his lips
bad dream
a strange name
on his lips
— Marion Clarke
her number
forgotten with the dawn
Wasn’t a bad dream —
Pontus Pilate washing,
again washing his hands
please explain to me
how that bunny got mixed up
in pink moon affairs
healing the cracks –
yellow and blue
the new kintsugi
.
– Xenia Tran, Scotland
ashes atop door frame
counting how many Easters
spent in Greece
on garden dirt robin egg blue
Amber bellied Robin
Swelling with Spring
She gathers her nest
Easter rising
the young gymnast holds up
his iron cross
………..s……….
……. …p………
gym rings
………. e………..
…………a………
…………d………..
………….t………..
………….h……….
………….e……….
………….f………..
………….a……….
…………..i………..
…………..t………..
…………..h……….
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Robert, I have enjoyed/appreciated this & your other contributions to this year’s global renga.
Thanks for the demonstration in visual formatting.
Michael (MV), sharing on this Easter Tuesday, variations prompted, Robert, by yours here:
The young athlete
forms a cross with gym rings =
The Victory Christ won
The young athlete
with gym rings raised in a V =
The Victory Christ won
Nice spin offs Michael!
the thin shell
of this egg
mackerel sky
Easter in Kyiv
the silence
between two explosions
Dynamite, Vladislav
The calm
between
bomb blasts
rosy dawn
our paddles stippled
with petals
Highly Commended
2019 New Zealand Poetry Society Int’l Competition
Debbie Strange (Canada)
Happy IHPD everyone!
Lovely.
Yes, Debbie(not a stranger to me in Canada 🌞 – A Joyous IHPD 2022, & Easter Week to us All every One
Congrats on your recognition of “Highly Commended,” which I understand is synonymous with Honorable Mention.
Gerard Manley Hopkins would admire the language & image of your haiku.
Michael (MV) 🌻
Seeds unlocked
By wildfire
Knobcones sprout with joy
blustery Easter
all the wind chimes
ring together
reading haiku
the generous new growth
of evergreens
Poem by Ellen Grace Olinger
Charlotte Digregorio’s Writer’s Blog
Daily Haiku: June 21, 2019
war
the day is resurrected
with prayers for peace
Tsanka Shishkova
sign of hope
the prayer plant folds
its leaves for the night
Love this.
across the universe of age seasons
Tsanka Shishkova
across the universe
across the milky way
across the floral meadow
first birdsong
rising above
the warming earth
worm moon
Hi Barbara,
I’ll share this variation ‘
full moon of March
worming its way
above the warming earth
pink moon
praying rebirth outpaces
destruction
unfolded in verse white lily
prayer after prayer white lilies
I think this is lovely.
wind chimes
in a maple tree
flower moon
Tsanka Shishkova
Easter morning
the daffodils’
bright bonnets
Easter morning
the light
at the end of rabbit hole
Bravo !
On the broken road
Pebbles and dandelions
Glimpses of Easter
the chicken lives
passed over for
another year
first light
the calico’s pawprints
between grey skies
Easter sun
a prayer for the peace lilies
to bloom
predicting more snow
unsure of what to believe
this Easter Sunday
daffodils basking
in snowflakes and sunshine –
the baby’s mismatched socks
What to believe oh
What to believe except this
Open heart of mine
spring break
my library book
renewed
Spring break
library books
lost, overdue, unread
。
first light
on a ripe ciku
the bulbul full of song
~ Christina Chin
a flutty song
by the decoy nest
an oriole brooding
~ Christina Chin
。
Easter Sunday
our new coats match
the spring sky
I like this.
sea fog rolls in
I can’t see — but hear
a mourning dove
the stone rolled
a new dawn breaks
light overcomes the dark
out of the ruins
a new-born baby –
hope for peace
Easter sunrise
the child in me
resurrected
Yes, Rebecca, Alleluia
“The Child is Father to the Man” — William Wordsworth
Vive L’enfance
if only for just a moment
Easter sunrise
the golden tips
of new gum leaves
Easter sunrise
a flurry of
dogwood blossoms
*the dogwood rose is a symbol of Christianity and rebirth. There are four petals, and each one has a pink marking at the tip which resembles Christ’ hands, feet and head on the cross.
Pink moon
a paschal candle burns
in a darkened church
Aussie Easter
chocolate eggs
melt in the garden
Oregon Easter
hiding white eggs
in the snow
Undyed eggs
kept safe
in fresh sunlit snow
Easter on the coast
colourful eggs in rain coats
splashing in puddles
a baby kicks the air … finds her toes
Easter Sunday
his palm spreads
on my back
arc of the sun
inside an eggshell
streaks of yellow
Resurrection Night –
each chestnut flower
a moonlit candle
Easter morning
He is risen
but rain won’t fall
Easter sunrise
the rays keep rising
through the rainfall
Mariupol dawn
a lone dog limps
through the rubble
.
Lenten Rose thorns the fairytales under siege
Alan Summers
n.b.
It gets this name from the fact the flowers somewhat resemble a small single rose, and it blooms in the north in early spring—the Lent religious season.
the cheat days of Lent
songs of robins manifest
into blackthorn trees
Alan Summers
Rachna Singh in conversation with Alan Summers
(April 2022)
Seasonal (kigo) reference: Lent (Christian festival, Spring: March/April)
Lent 2022 began on Wednesday, 2nd March and ended on Thursday, 14th April.
There are 40 days of Lent.
While Lent Sundays are part of the Time of Lent, they are not necessarily days of fast and abstinence.
The composition date of this haiku was Sunday 13th March.
https://haikubasecamp.blogspot.com/2022/04/rachna-singh-in-conversation-with-alan.html
the cracked shell
of a robin’s egg
Easter Sunday
— Carlos Colón (The Heron’s Nest 14.3)
мама finds
no body in the cellar
ester dawn
a full moon and doves greet me
and i don’t know what this is about. sorry folks
dawn of easter
a full moon and doves greet me
Easter Sunday —
outside the church cops arrest
a swarthy vagrant
cops escort a vagrant
from the church garden
Maundy Thursday
from the church garden
cops escort a vagrant
Maundy Thursday
kitchen island
having breakfast for dinner
the pink moon beckons
kitchen island
having breakfast for dinner
the pink moon beckons
— Sari Grandstaff
longing for a spoonful
of forbidden fruit
pink moon
maybe two lines
this time
*
magnolia
the crow’s croak
turns pink
*
resurrection
a fly leaves
the insectarium
*
jigsaw
the wind fitting together
blue egg shells
*
Easter Sunday
kids talking about God
in a bunker
*
the tranquility
of a weeping willow…
Easter vigil
*
Easter hunt
the moonbeams enter
a rabbit hole
*
rice dyed eggs
the sweetness
of your freckles
Florin, Enjoyed the sequence
Easter chase
the lunar beams
down a rabbit hole
spring sunrise
cradling a cup of tea
in the nursery
Sari, this image is so touching and beautifully rendered, just wanted to let you know . . . .
Please, Sari, have a seat in the rocker:
spring sunrise
cradling a cup of tea
in the nursery rocker
1/2 bloomed wisteria
withered in 1 cold night
my reason 2 live
wendy © bialek
edit:
1/2 bloomed wisteria
withered in 1 cold night-
my reason 2 live
wendy © bialek
。
red potter wasp…
in the mud nest
a green caterpillar
~ Christina Chin
tillandsia against
the white window frame
scarlet florets
~ Christina Chin
jasmine blossoms
my neighbours propagate
the scent
~ Christina Chin
。
。
the kraa
of a murder of crows
expecting breakfast
~ Christina Chin
morning twilight
the endless koo-el
of a cock koel
~ Christina Chin
a battalion
camouflaged in green
cutter ants
~ Christina Chin
。
rising sun
resurrected lotus
blossom
earthquake ruins –
a battered cherry tree
blossoming
gentle rain
at the garden path
easter bunny
Easter Mass
under the church roof
swallows nest
at the hospice
a young priest squints skyward …
Easter
lunar new year
deep fried eggplants
among delicacies
springtime
how mindful the life of
the cherry blossoms
Easter haiku:
passing cars
the gleam off bare wood
on Good Friday
The Beat Is Back haibun (prose and haiku) inspired by Jack Kerouac
https://area17.blogspot.com/2016/08/the-beat-is-back-haibun-prose-and-haiku.html
Easter Wedding
the chauffeur in a tangle
with the umbrella
Article:
“The Unseen Go-Between in Haiku” by Alan Summers
Haiku Society of America newsletter, Haiku Spotlight (January 2022)
https://haikubasecamp.wordpress.com/2022/04/07/the-unseen-go-between-in-haiku-by-alan-summers/
Easter Sunday
my free range eggs
a shade bluer
The Golden Mannequin Shop, Haibun Journal (April 2019)
Easter Sunday
a For Sale sign leans
into birdsong
tinywords 16.1 (March 2016)
Easter Monday
a couple try to jump
the ticket barrier
Alan Summers
Uskršnji ponedjeljak
jedan par pokušava preskočiti
prolaz za karte
Croatian version by Tomislav Maretić
I particularly enjoyed this one:
Easter Sunday
a For Sale sign leans
into birdsong
tinywords 16.1 (March 2016)
Happy Easter and Happy International Haiku Poetry Day!
Cheers Corine! 🙂
All of the direct experience, but that one is both literal and of course has subtext too! 🙂
Easter Sunday
a For Sale sign leans
into birdsong
Alan Summers
tinywords 16.1 (March 2016)
egg moon
the old eagle
lost his mojo
Haiku Dialogue, Troutswirl, the Haiku Foundation, 20 January 2021
sleepless
another endless day
begins
Easter Sunday
only 252 shopping days
till Christmas
Resurrection Day
believing
in the strictest sense of the word
Sunrise service
a vendor offers
three- d- glasses
stations of the cross
the plaza filled with
cheap sunglasses
just
as i am
sunrise service
Love the last one, Michael:
”
just
as i am
sunrise service
“
Thanks much Keith. Peace
rising beside
the Easter sun one
twelve meter horse-fly
“The Russian people will always be able to distinguish true patriots from scum and traitors and simply spit them out like a fly that accidentally flew into their mouths,” Mr. Putin said. “I am convinced that such a natural and necessary self-purification of society will only strengthen our country…” V. Putin 2022/3/15
Easter morning
fox cubs scuffle
over a thrush egg
(The Mainichi, April 11, 2020)
cheers Helen
pasque flowers
what if everything
were true
excellent !!!
Thanks, Michael! Appreciated. Happy Easter to you..
Sunday morning
old evergreens
in new April sun
POEMS FROM OOSTBURG, WISCONSIN
https://ellenolinger.com/
dandelions
atop Mom’s grave
watered by tears
shedding the old skin
growing into the new one
the superhero’s new brand
comeback special
black leather
soft against his skin
after Carlos Colón
two rusty bobbins
all that’s left
of the snowbot
wendy © bialek
tiny green blades
pierce two bobbins
left behind
surfacing
from a deep sleep
a new day
the clearing
at an old stone slab
Easter lilies
~ Christina Chin
Poetrypea.com
egg laying
the oriole inspects
another’s nest
~ Christina Chin
nestling
the koel evicts
a nest predator
~ Christina Chin
Easter loons
yodelling lovesick
blues
~ Christina Chin
the candle’s
flickering light…
Easter Vigil
Easter Eve . . .
is that an egg basket
in the moon rabbit’s paw?
wildflowers
on a half burnt trunk
spring returns
war ravages
the pink of a lily
from the debris
rustling leaves
why autumn doesn’t mourn
the songs of spring
first light
a mynah brings in dew
with the footprints
park bench
my grandson wonders
why fireflies look alike
lilacs bloom
under the eaves
icicles melt
tree hollow
parakeets play
hide and seek
empty nest
a robin sings
to falling leaves
blown out shells
a kistka seals the hole
with beeswax
wendy © bialek
I enjoyed this. I had to look up ‘kistka’. Thanks for introducing me to this new word and form of art.
you are very welcome, corine….i am enjoying and inspired by your postings….too!
the basket one, the egg moon, etc.
eggs in the daffodils
squeals and giggles
wrinkled smiles
eggs in the daffodils
squeals and giggles
wrinkled smiles
So much life in so few words. Lovely!
h o r i z o n
the egg
becomes
an
i
……. h o r i z o n……
………..the egg……….
………becomes………
…………….an…………….
………………i………………
Nice!
Thank you Corine.
Easter hunt
chasing things down
the rabbit hole
that vinegar smell
as we dyed our eggs always
made me check my socks
.
resurrecting
the summer bird bath
—Easter Sunday
.
keeping babies warm
she snacks on egg shells
—mother robin
.
i love the first one
Easter eve candle vigil:
the Gothic cathedral –
a low-lit cave
Easter vigil
all of the choir
in a cellphone
~ Christina Chin
this Easter vigil
how the candles
w
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p
Ozzie easter
poisoned bunny
pollutes the path
Ozzie autumn
chocolate eggs
on fallen leaves
Australiana
Easter parade
through parched fields
Sunday Easter
church bells
melodious sound
Easter Sunday
the bomb is still exploding
refugees hugging
Easter Sunday
talk about peace
a big question…
Easter Sunday
pilgrimage to the holy tomb
clear as water
summer dawn
blue pieces of an egg
shell in the nest
Lovely!
.
Easter Sunday …
birds nests in the hands
of Christ’s statue
.
starlings explode
in a flock from the ground
learning from spring
on Easter morning
cardinals greet the new dawn
my son hunts boiled eggs
Love these haiku, michelle – Happy Easter!
thank you so much, Steve. I love yours as well. Happy Easter!
the sparrow
not worth two coins
welcomes spring
Easter dawn—
the tree vine
fills with light
Eleven is an Even Number: Covid Chronicles
different windows
the movement of the sun
around confinement
house arrest
the plague runner
enters our breath
friendly cat
its owners become
the front line
street applause
we recognise our heroes
are nurses under fire
birthday cards
in their protective casing
the evening shudders
blinkered sun
two metres translated
in wrong numbers
nightzoning
streetlights pick out
the sputum
Easter Quarantine
the daylight sparkles across
yet another nail
Easter Sunday
I fill another hollow
with antiseptic
Easter Internment
moonlight carries a warning
across my backyard
new day rising—
I spread the butter
and talk to my egg
Alan Summers
First publication credit:
Eleven is an Even Number: Covid Chronicles
weird laburnum ed. Michael O’Brien (Easter Monday 13th April 2020)
Anthology credits:
Corona Social Distancing: Poets for Humanity
ed. hülya n. yılmaz
inner child press international (1st Edition, May 2020)
Poetry in the Plague Year:
Poems written during the Coronavirus Outbreak
(Poetry Kit publishing 2020)
bread soldiers…
another helmet discarded
by the field gate
after the cold
and on the same day
snowdrops and robins
Easter And Spring Poetry
https://easterpoetry.wordpress.com/
Thank you for the link, Ellen. I love your website! Happy Easter!
twin cherry
trees and moonlight
embrace the spire
the way
the sunlight
moves a stone
a kingfisher
rises from the
deep blue
faberg’e egg—
still holding
the cost of freedom
a magpie two hops away from the roadkill
Easter eve…
pulling the old boat to shore
the old sailor
jellybean sky
white patent mary janes
at sunrise service
love jellybean sky
easter morning pulls on a brand new church dress
crackling fire
rises from the ruins
cry of life
dressing easter morning
last year wears a new lace collar
cracked raw eggs
on a desert sky blue plate. . .
single digit humidity
pink moon
may the virus also
pass us over
blended family
passing the bitter herbs
to her ex-husband
Passover Seder
my younger son
has one more question
Hard egg yolk
on the bent spoon
of the resurrection
Toddlers
unleashed in a park
to pick up fake eggs
springtime –
in each flowering bud
a phoenix is reborn
.
Valentina Ranaldi-Adams
USA
Passover sunshine
we escaped
winter’s dark tyranny
snow flurries
children roll their eggs
for Easter
.
Xenia Tran, Scotland
crunching flavored
oval snow cones
instead of cracking dyed eggs
the big city
is no place for
little bunnies.
🐇 Get thee 🐇
to the playboy mansion 🐇
sanctuary for bunnies 🐇
🐇
🐇
🐇
🐇
igniting the flash on the lop eared bunny
Pink moon
the new light
inside me
altar feet
bathed in full moon light:.
Maundy Thursday
Triduum:
from naked altar
to tomb, vacated
Pink moon
the full light
inside moon
Pink moon
the sunlight
through me
it is blowing warmth
moonlight awakening
the cicadas
pink moon
Ukrainian eggs
the color of hope
vision restored
the Fred Hollows Foundation
Resurrection
Weeds as well as
The cherished
Resurrection
new dawn light
on falling leaves
Resurrection
🌻 🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻
and weeds too
deep
into the blue day
again we begin again
new dawn
the rose opens
to a robin’s song
Lovely, Vandana.
the sun
power-lifting the day
over the flat line
Nice!
reincarnation
mom says that grumpy cat
is granny
a mosquito’s buzz
over the widow’s bed
reincarnation
No longer a bird
banquet hall, the balcony
now hosts bumblebees…
Passover seder
Ukrainian refugees
breaking the matzah
altar feet
bathed in full moon light:.
Maundy Thursday
Triduum:
from naked altar
to tomb, vacated
Pink Moon…
I paint an Easter egg
awaiting the bunny
the moon
still pink & full
despite the deposition
a cross –
a crucifix
without a corpse
pink moon
keeping vigil
over a black & blue cross
chicken soup
how grandma cooks it…
with egg
fledgling flight…
a robin escapes
the Christmas card
sprout season
the robin leads me
to the garden
Lovely!
decorative egg
bought from a charity shop
refilled for a child
the received
recycled plastic egg
filled with Easter Joy again
the plastic egg
in the high-heated cline
– soft-boiled
marshmallow peeps
the color of the rising sun
The colorful array
of Easter peeps –
marshmallow rainbow
easter clouds the shape of eggs
as snail vacates
the sea
fills the shell
prawn nebula …
baby stars are spawned
in lake clouds
Beautiful
Thanks a lot!
robin blue sky stashing away a secret
— Shloka Shankar, India
the sun
crucified in
my window
spring dusk
the prize egg
still missing
Yes, especially admire that 1st one
Joshua, Bravo!
After Alan Summers
“Easter Wedding
the chauffeur in a tangle
with the umbrella”
and, too, hearing Billy Idol –
Easter Sunday –
a nice day
for a white wedding
Easter Monday finds me sharing this Easter Monday inspirational, with thanks to Joshua Eric William’s
4/16/22 8:14pm post:
“the sun
crucified in
my window”
A TGIGF reflection:
day breaks
glass, and the morn swelling:
“Crucify him”
the noon sun
framed in the crossed
window panes
A sudden overcast –
the skylight eclipsed
out of the blue
deposition –
cross panes left
a sunset scene of the crime
still
born
my daughter
Whose will be
the first Joyful noise
from the womb today
How can son be ruthless
Mother was given
the middle name Ruth
Easter Monday
the chocolate egg
still wrapped