Haiku of the Day 2022

saying nothing
at the funeral
let them believe it’s grief

—Joseph Robello

a whiff of perfume
remembering everything
but the name

—kjmunro

petunia
wishing it could be
a tuba

—RaNae Merrill

raindrops
on salmonberry leaves…
a child’s gravestone

—Kathleen Tice

empty fountain
coins and wishes
left behind

—Roy Kindelberger

yard sale—
buckle rash
on an old fender

—Joseph P. Wechselberger

today
a missing piece is found
just beyond the shadow

—Susie Merrell

music swirling
from a wooden flute
what’s lost what’s found

—Sheila Sondik

in this space
where solitude and I dwell
my folded hands

—Gillena Cox

origami…
the boat in the ocean
in her hand

—Sheila Windson

pale winter sky—
the honor student who never
raises his hand

—Paul David Mena

stiff breeze
she touches the sea
for old times’ sake

—Glenn G. Coats

what remains
after the phone call
raven’s song

—Jone Rush MacCulloch

still unopened
the boxes we moved
from her last room

—Kath Abela Wilson

cloud shadows
scale a wall…
an inmate dreams

—Ronald K. Craig

shattered—
I touch
the stillness

—Angela Terry

bitter frost
the bone chill
of an empty crib

—Jocelyn Ajami

loneliness
one cookie left
on the party platter

—Joan C. Fingon

pussy willow
in a vase of dirty water
the cobwebs

—Jim Rodriguez