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HAIKU DIALOGUE – Going for a Walk – wind and waves (at the beach) – long list

Going for a Walk with Guest Editor Deborah Karl-Brandt

The late Buddhist monk and peace activist Thich Nhat Hanh could see water in all its transformations. Water in the form of a cloud would soon become rain, a river, the sea, and it would help grow plants and trees. The trees would flourish and become paper on which the haijin would write their poetry, so that the cloud (water) would eventually be contained within the poetry itself. Nothing can exist by itself. Let’s take a walk together to follow the different paths of water and see where they will lead us.

Below is Deborah’s selection of poems on the topic of wind and waves (at the beach):

counting footprints
alone with my puppy
at the beach

Aine Losauro
Passi City, Iloilo, Philippines

 

summer storm
the salty taste of
warm spindrift

Al Gallia
Lafayette, Louisiana USA

 

Cap d’Agde
about the sea’s vastness
is our love as great?

Alfred Booth
Lyon, France

 

wild waves–
the sea sucks stones
from under our feet

Allison Douglas-Tourner
Victoria BC Canada

 

last beach trip
the sand that will never
leave me

Allyson Whipple
St. Louis, Missouri

 

ocean spray
a sip of some river
in the brine

Anju Kishore
India

 

waves on the shore-
the imprint of the wind
on round stones

Angiola Inglese
Italia

 

sea fret
claustrophobic sound
of a too-close ship

Ann Rawson
UK

 

wind and sea merging salt marsh grass

Ann Sullivan
Arlington, MA USA

 

bucket and spade –
I dig for pipi
at low tide

Anne Curran
Hamilton, New Zealand

 

cliff edge
I lean into the wind
and sing

Annie Wilson
Shropshire, UK

 

swaying palms
the warm swells and dips
of her hula hands

Archie G. Carlos
Minnesota

 

Bamiyan Buddha –
this vigil over the Seas
and that Tsunami

Ashoka Weerakkody
Colombo

 

last beach holiday
before my sons leave home…
waves nip at my feet

Baisali Chatterjee Dutt
Kolkata, India

 

canvas chairs
wedged in the sand
our sunset conversations

Barrie Levine
Massachusetts USA

 

waves wash
back and forth over sand
barefoot thoughts

Barry Smith
New Zealand

 

casuarina grove
a flute’s high and low
with the sea breeze

Biswajit Mishra
Canada

 

that ship’s siren
again again again
the sound of sand

Bittor Duce Zubillaga
Basque Country

 

North Sea oil rigs
hammering —
a woodpecker’s drill

Bonnie J Scherer
Alaska, USA

 

silent shoreline
a gull picks through
the algae bloom

Bryan Rickert
Belleville, Illinois

 

wave upon wave feet sinking in memories

C.X. Turner
UK

 

whale watching
from the break wall
‘thar she blows’

Carol Reynolds
Australia

 

Hidden amongst
the cigarette butts –
a seashell

Caroline Ridley-Duff
United Kingdom

 

night windstorm
a skyful of remote stars
& nearby white froth

夜来起风暴
但见白沫乱飞溅
繁星布满天

Chen Xiaoou
Kunming, China

 

beach rose scented siesta the sound of the sea

corine timmer
Faro, Portugal

 

seaside stroll
trying to catch a peek
of a whale peeking

Curt Linderman
Seattle

 

neap tide wishing on sea stars

Cynthia Anderson
Yucca Valley, California

 

sad sunset –
both of my castles
washed away by the tide

Dan Campbell
Virginia

 

the waves are coming
and go –
sea therapy

Daniela Lăcrămioara Capotă
Romania

 

sea breeze
the fishermen’s song
leaves the shore

Daya Bhat
India

 

first ocean trip
the swoosh of wet sand
between her toes

Debbie Scheving
Bremerton WA USA

 

autumn wind –
the shape
of starlings

Deborah A. Bennett
Illinois USA

 

empty
without you
this crowded beach

Deborah Guenther Beachboard
Adna WA USA

 

chased by the wind
seafoam skits across the sand
seeking sanctuary

deborah jones
UK

 

in the biting wind
a receding wave and one more
grain of amber

Goda Virginija Bendoraitienė
Lithuania

 

flood tide
a tug moving ship
with the moon

Govind Joshi
Dehradun, India

 

sea salt spray
in the atmosphere
vitamin sea

Guido De Pelsmaeker
Belgium (Holsbeek)

 

sea-side rock
the sounds of waves
of nostalgia

Herb Tate
Jersey, UK

 

shimmerings
along the silvery sands waves
her wind blown hair

Hla Yin Mon
Yangon, Myanmar

 

windy day
every whitecap a whale
until it isn’t

Helen Ogden
Pacific Grove, CA

 

rolling sea
a visit
with myself

Helga Stania
Switzerland

 

dying sea stars
the impassive twinkle
of their sisters

Ivan Georgiev
Germany

 

broken seashells
embedded in the sand
the poke of his words

Jackie Chou
United States

 

a wave
falters and breaks . . .
my first crush

Jan Stretch
Victoria BC Canada

 

arms outstretched
my hands clasping yours
I learn to swim

Jennifer Gurney
United States

 

steady breeze
waves wear away
at the seawall

Jerome Berglund
Minneapolis, USA

 

lapping waves
the pendulous roll
of her hips

John Hawkhead
United Kingdom

 

ocean sunset red lava push over sealine

John Zheng
Mississippi

 

wave surfing…
breath of wind makes
a move of the game

Jovana Dragojlovic
Belgrade, Serbia

 

paw prints and the morning moon sea spray

Kanjini Devi
The Far North, Aotearoa NZ

 

the waves
wind and me …
calming a tsunami

Kalyanee Arandhara
India

 

stiff breeze
a gull swoops in
and steals my chip

Karen Morris
Scotland

 

walking together
my phone close to the waves
for mothers last days

Kathabela Wilson
USA

 

on my windowsill
a battered beach pebble
for some reason

Keith Evetts
Thames Ditton UK

 

submerged jetty…
easing the secret out
summer by summer

Laurie Greer
Washington, DC

 

lone dog
playing fetch
with the sea

Leena Anandhi
India

 

coastal path
a sandpiper’s song
between the waves

Lori Kiefer
UK

 

stroke by stroke…
nostalgia for that perfect
beginning of our own

Luciana Moretto
Treviso, Italy

 

leaving behind
my blues in the blue –
seafront retreat

Madhavi Karri
India

 

beneath its roaring waves
lives sea nurtures …
yin and yang

Madhuri Pillai
Australia

 

sandcastle
stolen by a wave
…the boy’s tears

Margaret Mahony
Australia

 

my beach towel cradling
this last day of summer
. . . cockle shells

Margaret Tau
New Bern, NC

 

Chicago beach
the stench of dead fish
and stinging flies

Margie Gustafson
Lombard, IL USA

 

water mirror
floating together
the sea and the sky

Marianne Sahlin
Sweden

 

murmur of waves
a sand mandala
rides the wind

marilyn ashbaugh
edwardsburg, michigan

 

wind and waves
tangled strands
of hair and thoughts

Marjolein Rotsteeg
The Netherlands

 

bringing my ear to the sea
i still can’t hear
seashells

Mason Asakura
California, USA

 

wiping sea spray
from my face…
memorial bench

Maurice Nevile
Canberra, Australia

 

briny wind—
her hair
restyled

Maxianne Berger
Outremont QC

 

night beach walk
the waves of
our laughter

Maya Daneva
The Netherlands

 

frolicking good time
my dog and I play tag
with the ocean

Michael Stinson
Nebraska USA

 

What could the shells
be whispering about? …
radioactive sea

Milan Rajkumar
Imphal, India

 

sea shells
our words still echoing
within

Minal Sarosh
Ahmedabad, India

 

ebb tide—
I slowly pack
my intimacies

Mona Bedi
Delhi, India

 

ebb of temple bells—
a tender coconut rides
the waves in heat wave

Monica Kakkar
India

 

onshore squall
the tide inside me
keeps shifting

Nalini Shetty
Mumbai, India

 

alone on the beach
watching the angry sea …
two of us

Natalia Kuznetsova
Russia

 

sea breeze in my hair
flip flops in my hand…
escaping reality

Neena Singh
India

 

seaasfarastheeyecansea

Nick T.
Frome, Somerset, England

 

quarantine
listening to the ocean’s roar
in a conch shell

Padma Rajeswari
Mumbai, India

 

slow motion –
awe lingers within the folds
of a breaking wave

Paul Callus
Malta

 

itching to leave the beach sand fleas

petro c. k.
Seattle, Washington

 

budding storm
I watch the surfers race
to unload their boards

Pris Campbell
U.S.

 

windy weather —
fishermen’s catch
back to the sea

Radhika De Silva
Sri Lanka

 

always
sharing secrets…
the ebbs and flows of waves

Ram Chandran
India

 

again a huge wave crashing my good name

Richa Sharma
India

 

so many shells
that were left behind
the sound of the sea

Richard Straw
Cary, North Carolina

 

journey back . . .
my steps and his
on the shoreline

Rosa Maria Di Salvatore
Catania, Italy

 

the spinning limbs
of a starfish in flight
homecoming

Ravi Kiran
India

 

seaside at dawn
the familiar waves
of seagulls

Richard L. Matta
San Diego, California

 

Palm-Mar day trip
white horses ride
the shoreline

Robert Kingston
Chelmsford, UK

 

shell collection —
all the shores navigated
in the captain’s cabin

Rupa Anand
New Delhi, India

 

moon rides
midnight wave
to shore

Ruth Happel
United States

 

Aegean shore
filling my eyes
with ancient blue

Ruth Holzer
Herndon, VA

 

sandpiper’s stride
tiptoeing between
sea and sky

Sandip Chauhan
Great Falls, VA, USA

 

old bestie
sea foam rushes
to meet me

Sangita Kalarickal
United States

 

teary eyes
out to sea…
saltwater heals salt water

Santhoshivalli G S
India

 

sand castle
between child and tide
a tug of war

Satyanarayana Chittaluri
Hyderabad, Telangana, India

 

where the sound is…
gushing river bodies

Shalini Pattabiraman
United Kingdom

 

on the beach
I surrender to wind
the waves clap

Sharon Ferrante
Florida, USA

 

moonlit rockface
a constellation of ghost crabs….
star gazing

Shruti Patel
Zurich, Switzerland

 

gathering clouds…
the cry of a seagull
splits the sky

Steliana Cristina Voicu
Ploiesti, Romania

 

evening beach
is it her song the wind
brings across the sea

Subir Ningthouja
Imphal, India

 

worm tailings
like expelled intestines
my zigzag stroll

Sumitra Kumar
Chennai, India

 

sand-dollar
leaving the angel
for someone who needs it

Susan Burch
Hagerstown, MD

 

birds feed
birds flee
endless tides

Susan Farner
USA

 

cicada trill. . .
undisturbed by the sound
of wind & waves

Tomislav Maretić
Zagreb, Croatia

 

a sea breeze
in each hand…
beach bar happy hour

Tracy Davidson
Warwickshire, UK

 

lapping waves
I can’t tell where
it hurts

Vandana Parashar
India

 

sea beach
she hands me over
her surplus

Vijay Prasad
Patna, India

 

lip-less–
the sky and I
gulp down the sea

Vishal Prabhu
Uttarakhand Himalayas, India

 

scuba diving
sharing bubbles
with a butterfly fish

wanda amos
Australia

 

Join us next week for Deborah’s commentary on additional poems…

 

Guest Editor Deborah Karl-Brandt lives in Bonn, Germany, with her husband, two rabbits and numerous books. After her PhD studies in Scandinavian languages and literatures, she now works as a freelance author and poet. One of her poems won 2nd place in the 2021 Pula Film Festival Haiku Contest. Her poems have most recently appeared in Prune Juice, Kingfisher, First Frost, Frogpond, Failed Haiku and Tsuridoro. If she is not outside for a long stroll or to do some birdwatching, she is an avid reader who is currently exploring Chinese Xianxia Webnovels.

Lori Zajkowski is the Post Manager for Haiku Dialogue. A novice haiku poet, she lives in New York City.

Managing Editor Katherine Munro lives in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory, and publishes under the name kjmunro. She is Membership Secretary for Haiku Canada, and her debut poetry collection is contractions (Red Moon Press, 2019). Find her at: kjmunro1560.wordpress.com.

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Comments (7)

  1. A delightful collection. Loved this one especially!’

    ocean spray
    a sip of some river
    in the brine

    Anju Kishore
    India
    ———–
    Warmest
    Kavita

  2. A lively collection about the sea this week.
    I loved the vigorous experience and phrasing in Allison Douglas-Turner’s:

    wild waves-
    the sea sucks stones
    from under our feet

    And appreciated the youthful heartbreak in Jan Stretch’s:

    a wave
    falters and breaks…
    my first crush

    I thought the concise verse lovely in Leena Anandhi’s:

    lone dog
    playing fetch
    with the sea

    And the constancy and mystery in Ram Chandran’s:

    always
    sharing secrets…
    the ebbs and flows of waves

  3. many different takes on he subject!
    I like the poignant haiku by Maurice – is it sea spray or possibly tears …
    Thank you for your selection Deborah

    wiping sea spray
    from my face…
    memorial bench

    Maurice Nevile
    Canberra, Australia

  4. ‘Tis said that a haiku should evoke a moment – this one certainly does:

    lone dog
    playing fetch
    with the sea

    – Leena Anandhi

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