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All aboard, for the Haiku Train ....

Started by Gael Bage, December 28, 2010, 04:24:18 PM

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Vida

dunkin' donuts
an obese pigeon loiters
by the door
                      ~John

door to door
under the waxing moon
a pumpkin
                     ~Don

pumpkins appear
on all the porches
orange October
                      ~Andy

October birthday
he makes a wish and starts
blowing leaves
                      ~Vida
"The pain felt in my foot is not my hand's,
So why, in fact, should one protect the other?"
                                                Shantideva

John McManus

door to door
under the waxing moon
a pumpkin
                     ~Don

pumpkins appear
on all the porches
orange October
                      ~Andy

October birthday
he makes a wish and starts
blowing leaves
                      ~Vida



leaves blowing
around her bare feet . . .
moonlit taxi rank
                      ~John

Don Baird

pumpkins appear
on all the porches
orange October
                      ~Andy

October birthday
he makes a wish and starts
blowing leaves
                      ~Vida

leaves blowing
around her bare feet . . .
moonlit taxi rank
                      ~John

rank socks . . .
the smell of summer
at the laundromat
                       ~ Don
I write haiku because they're there to be written ...

storm drain
the vertical axis
of winter

Vida

October birthday
he makes a wish and starts
blowing leaves
                      ~Vida

leaves blowing
around her bare feet . . .
moonlit taxi rank
                      ~John

rank socks . . .
the smell of summer
at the laundromat
                       ~ Don

laundromat window-
one garbage bag falls
from the shopping cart
                      ~ Vida
"The pain felt in my foot is not my hand's,
So why, in fact, should one protect the other?"
                                                Shantideva

Kizen


leaves blowing
around her bare feet . . .
moonlit taxi rank
                      ~John

rank socks . . .
the smell of summer
at the laundromat
                       ~ Don

laundromat window-
one garbage bag falls
from the shopping cart
                      ~ Vida

cart of fruit
  alien...
on the city sidewalk
                     ~ Kizen


Sue


rank socks . . .
the smell of summer
at the laundromat
                       ~ Don

laundromat window-
one garbage bag falls
from the shopping cart
                      ~ Vida

cart of fruit
  alien...
on the city sidewalk
                     ~ Kizen


side walk slide slip the crab waltz boogie step
                                        - Sue



AlanSummers

rank socks . . .
the smell of summer
at the laundromat
                       ~ Don

laundromat window-
one garbage bag falls
from the shopping cart
                      ~ Vida

cart of fruit
  alien...
on the city sidewalk
                     ~ Kizen


side walk slide slip the crab waltz boogie step
                                        - Sue

step by step
the cat learns how to catch
from the koi pond

- Alan
Alan Summers,
founder, Call of the Page
https://www.callofthepage.org

pat nelson

cart of fruit
  alien...
on the city sidewalk
                     ~ Kizen


side walk slide slip the crab waltz boogie step
                                        - Sue

step by step
the cat learns how to catch
from the koi pond


pond clouds
and cattail fluff
white on blue

AlanSummers

Hi there,

Could you add all authors' names onto each link including your own?

Glad you added to the train. ;-)

Alan

Quote from: pat sparrow on January 04, 2012, 06:16:51 PM
cart of fruit
  alien...
on the city sidewalk
                     ~ Kizen


side walk slide slip the crab waltz boogie step
                                        - Sue

step by step
the cat learns how to catch
from the koi pond


pond clouds
and cattail fluff
white on blue
Alan Summers,
founder, Call of the Page
https://www.callofthepage.org

Sue


side walk slide slip the crab waltz boogie step
                                        - Sue

step by step
the cat learns how to catch
from the koi pond
                   - Alan


pond clouds
and cattail fluff
white on blue
                - Pat

blue ribbons
amongst the debris
New Year
               - Sue




Adelaide

the New Year
adding fresh vegetables
to yesterday's soup

Adelaide

Vida

pond clouds
and cattail fluff
white on blue
                - Pat

blue ribbons
amongst the debris
New Year
               - Sue

the New Year
adding fresh vegetables
to yesterday's soup
               -Adelaide

soup stones?
they sell them now
in bookshops
               -Vida



"The pain felt in my foot is not my hand's,
So why, in fact, should one protect the other?"
                                                Shantideva

Adelaide

pond clouds
and cattail fluff
white on blue
                - Pat

blue ribbons
amongst the debris
New Year
               - Sue

the New Year
adding fresh vegetables
to yesterday's soup
               -Adelaide

soup stones?
they sell them now
in bookshops
               -Vida

used bookshop
immersed in genarations
of old dust

Adelaide

AlanSummers


the New Year
adding fresh vegetables
to yesterday's soup
               -Adelaide

soup stones?
they sell them now
in bookshops
               -Vida

used bookshop
immersed in genarations
of old dust

Adelaide

old dust
we become closer friends
this hot and cold night

Alan
Alan Summers,
founder, Call of the Page
https://www.callofthepage.org

Don Baird

used bookshop
immersed in genarations
of old dust

Adelaide

old dust
we become closer friends
this hot and cold night

Alan

night owl
along the roof tops
the sound of fog

Don
I write haiku because they're there to be written ...

storm drain
the vertical axis
of winter

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