"The Great Wave off Kanagawa" by Katsushika HokusaiHaiku Competition 2020 The Society July 2, 2020 Beauty, Culture, Poetry, Poetry Contests 275 Comments Write a haiku on any topic and post it in the comments section below. The haiku must adhere to the traditional parameters of a haiku to qualify (and may be deleted if it does not). It must… 1. Be three lines. The first line must have five syllables, the second seven syllables, and the third five syllables. Seventeen syllables total (5-7-5). 2. Contain a nature or seasonal reference: the crumbling leaves, the cold air, the smell of manure, the taste of fresh black berries, the cicadas’ buzzing. 3. Be in the present tense (swims rather than swam). 4. Be subtle and observational. 5. Contain some sort of twist in the third line: a shift in perspective or mood, a surprise, a new interpretation of the first or second line. Read more about writing a haiku here. When: Now until Saturday August 8, 2020 midnight EST. Winners Announced August 15, 2020. Who: Anyone in the world, any age or background, may participate. From within the Society, anyone, including Advisory Board Members, not involved in judging the contest may participate. (If you are outside the United States, you will have to have a PayPal account or a bank that accepts U.S. checks to receive the prize money if you win.) What: Each entrant may submit up to three haiku. Any topic. Must conform to traditional haiku rules above. Where: Post your haiku in the comments section below. Prize: $100. Judge: Mike Bryant (others may be added) Entry Fee: None NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. 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Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 275 Responses Yousuf Bin Mohammad July 2, 2020 Lull Before the Storm Moisture in wind, petrichor fills nostrils Tsunami’s seismic splash Reply Taylor Gaudette July 29, 2020 late spring arrives new, no rain – petals, chokecherries, sweetgrass spate, your vague form parts Reply Taylor Gaudette July 31, 2020 (fixing an error) late spring arrives new, no rain – petals, chokecherries, sweetgrass spate, your vague form departs Lititia Nwajei July 30, 2020 wintertime is here darkness prevails over me- a smile of sunshine Reply Soumya July 30, 2020 cold, mist surrounds me hands lay on the yellow pages memories flooding Reply Laura Y. Rider July 30, 2020 Tributary: Bare feet still on stones Fear a silent serpent’s stare— Just an empty skin. Gabriel Awuah Mainoo August 1, 2020 sharp bend of the albatross behind the slow spinning of the fog the uncertainty of my dreams a morning sirroco whirls by while the cicada escapes to nowhere catching breath on the maple leaf first family reunion at summer a long forgotten name is quickly remembered by the size of bowl Reply Brooke Proffitt August 3, 2020 we waited all year, free to the outdoors with friends, then the virus came Reply Jerilyn Nash July 2, 2020 Restlessness beats on My soul like waves on the rocks. I long to be gone. Reply Peter Hartley July 2, 2020 “Hi queue!” is one way To address a line I’d say, Not in USA. Reply James A. Tweedie July 2, 2020 Beneath the surface The river runs swift and deep Salmon are spawning Reply Sathyanarayana July 2, 2020 it’s safe at daytime the Sun God dims all desires …night; the Moon ignites the path I tread thence is all poesy sprinkled now like gold dust on sand monsoon doctor helps the pregnant earth deliver a million sprouts Reply rohini July 6, 2020 I really like the monsoon doctor! Reply Minal Sarosh July 23, 2020 balcony garden I let the money plant find its way to the sun tossing and turning when did I become as old as the blinking stars ? the apple pickers bent backs carrying baskets of the sweet fragrance Reply Leonard Dabydeen July 2, 2020 1. Coming home from work Without wearing a face mask: Unhealthy practice. 2. Birds tweeting freedom prancing on branches of trees pollution thinning. 3. Meaning is the same mother by no other way she’s pregnant with child. Reply M. P. Lauretta July 2, 2020 Winter Haiku It’s cold, and it’s here. It makes life complicated. I so hate the snow. Reply SHINY TITUS July 2, 2020 As the sun sets in the dispersed raven return to home with his kin. Reply Peter Hartley July 2, 2020 At a total loss With haiku: too short to get My full meaning acr Reply James A. Tweedie July 2, 2020 LOL Peter! Peter Hartley July 2, 2020 Bad workmen blame tools, Good workmen blame other fools: (They CAN’T blame owt else). Reply James A. Tweedie July 2, 2020 Long winter journey Cloaked in a blanket of snow Asleep by the fire Spring at her easel Wielding a palette of green Paints leaves on the trees Reply Carole Mertz July 2, 2020 white droplets sprinkle oak leaves in the rainy night— sending weeping sounds a flash of bright red, cardinal in the garden: Audubon appears old rusty key turns, entrance to ancient building— opens ancient thoughts Reply Jill July 17, 2020 1. Glittering sunlight Pierces through the canopy Disturbs the coolness. 2. Water Swarming molecules Dance throughout the streaming flow Resolute to fate. 3. Snake Tenses as I near Hidden amongst cool darkness Slithers silently. Reply James Ph. Kotsybar July 2, 2020 SMALL COMPENSATION Summer’s stuck inside, Covid contact cowering. Neighbors wave more though. ELECTION SEASON Promises abound. Hopes and dreams bloom on the Hill. Breath of hot air blows. SUMMER BUMMER 2020 Disguised by face masks, sheltered this swimsuit season, let ourselves grow fat. Reply Mrudula Rani July 3, 2020 Now Stories of us now Proffer universal theme, Self preservation. Lingers one question Is Covid19, longest chapter? Or call of curtain? Anon We’re at a place now With an uncertain future; arrested present. Those slipups of past Led us to now; hereabouts Enfeebled passions. Yen prospect of hope Crafts life once again stable The newest normal. Reply Marilyn Ashbaugh July 12, 2020 dawn walk near a bog the taste of fresh black berries blues the lion’s lament long languid morning the cicadas’ buzzing song stirs the lemonade Reply Marilyn Ashbaugh July 12, 2020 Correction: dawn walk near a bog the taste of fresh black berries blues the loon’s lament Addition: yellow crop duster quickly dives wing over wing the smell of manure Patricia A. Marsh July 3, 2020 First Communion host stuck to the roof of my mouth dissolves. I . . . swallow! Footsteps approaching; calling birds fall silent: sh-h! The willows whisper. Reply Patricia A. Marsh July 5, 2020 I realized, too late, that it wasn’t possible to edit or delete my first haiku (above) which has an error in the last line. Therefore, I’m submitting a corrected version of that haiku as my third entry, as follows: First Communion host stuck to the roof of my mouth dissolves. I . . . swallowed! Reply Rohini July 5, 2020 Patricia I think the swallow works as it keeps it in the present tense Joe Tessitore July 3, 2020 Haiku Verses A tormented boy, Adrift on a sea of pain – A shell of a man. A shell of a man, Tumbling on the shore of life, Never to be filled. Never to be filled, A broken shell of a man Is swept out to sea. Reply Christina Chin July 3, 2020 vintage lacquer box on the blackened mantelpiece sandalwood perfume whoops of chimpanzees in a listing wooden boat summer getaway a nightingale’s song on the forest canopy waxing gibbous moon Reply Joe Tessitore July 3, 2020 Very beautiful! Reply Christina Chin July 3, 2020 Thanks ever so much, JOE TESSITORE. So pleased you enjoyed. Very much appreciated. ~ Christina ☕❤️ Vandana Parashar July 8, 2020 Yours are the real haiku and beautiful ones. Reply Christina Chin July 8, 2020 Thanks ever so much my dear poet friend, Vandana Parashar, deeply appreciate your support, encouragement and feedback always. ~ Christina Gabriel Griffin July 3, 2020 Three haiku city umbrellas lovers kiss the rain away under black silk skies lighting the wood fire seeing a gold ring glinting in last year’s ashes this summer evening taking us all for a ride a merry-go-round Reply Sharmon Gazaway July 3, 2020 tiny white phlox blooms exhale a whole hay field’s scent cupped in your two hands the owl’s head spins ’round his spring-loaded talons flexed mice mate naive bliss as the crow flies straight into autumn’s heart of fire an icy arrow Reply Utom Emmanuel July 3, 2020 Three haiku Sunset at the beach The waves rising and falling I miss the summer Breeze and dancing trees Signs of rain yet to come forth Joyfully we sing Darkness drawing near We stay close as lovers do What a lovely day. Reply Peter Hartley July 3, 2020 Into Shinto shrines? To go to noh theatre Don’t follow the signs. Shogun if you must Nippon the bullet train while Flaunting noh ticket. They’re heasy to do: You just need an ‘igh haiku, (What I ‘aven’t got). Reply K.P. De Lima July 4, 2020 clouds cover the skies— the rain approaches far east but birds sing away the rolling mountains over the sugarcane fields trees are witnesses thatched roof of palm leaves the rain is silent—the moon quiet in hiding. Reply Joe Tessitore July 4, 2020 Fog enshrouds the night. Woven in the heavy mist, A thread of fireflies. Reply Peter Hartley July 4, 2020 How tranquil the sea, Next day’s spring tides gleefully Drowning you and me. Reply Peter Hartley July 4, 2020 Nature’s fire expires When Empedocles sneezes And Etna freezes. Gabriel July 4, 2020 Beautiful image- a light of hope in the gloom of the present situation Reply Gabriel July 4, 2020 my comment referred to Joe Tessitore’s haiku: Fog enshrouds the night. Woven in the heavy mist, A thread of fireflies. Edward Ahern July 4, 2020 We are as common as dinosaurs once were and as apt to die off Reply Douglas J. Lanzo July 4, 2020 White cherry blossoms Tinged pink by the setting sun Gently drift to sleep. Mating spring peepers Erupting in symphony Celebrate the night. Flying fish seek light Leaping toward the ocean sun Renewing their lives. Reply Joe Tessitore July 4, 2020 We mutter and cuss, As time slips away from us – It is always thus. Reply Rohini Sunderam July 4, 2020 The virus scares us Trembling in isolation Mother Nature smiles Sand dunes lurch through night A single scorpion shuffles I gasp as dawn breaks Crepuscular light Above the city skyline Night devours twilight Reply Esther Bunny Brown July 4, 2020 The following haiku was inspired by a visit to a church graveyard in the Michigan county where I grew up. I came across information on that graveyard in a geocaching website. Among black walnuts, To German gravestones, I give them a gift. Reply Esther Bunny Brown July 5, 2020 Correction in the second line, as follows: Among black walnuts, To the old German gravestones, I give them a gift. Reply Esther Bunny Brown July 9, 2020 I would like to share a German oversetting of the haiku, that has been made possible with help from Reddit user leu34 (https://www.reddit.com/r/German/comments/hmp8tw/oversetting_my_haiku/): Bei Schwarznussbäumen, alten deutschen Grabsteinen geb’ ich ein Geschenk. Reply Esther Bunny Brown July 15, 2020 Another revision of the haiku once again, this time with a change to the first line as follows: By black walnut trees, To the old German gravestones, I give them a gift. Reply Anuradha July 5, 2020 bright morning sun rays on puddles by night showers mirrors on the road the mountain in rain like a dark Indian beauty in filmy nightgown Reply Shiny Titus July 5, 2020 The dark winter night the bright lamp beckons the moth to its grand finalé. Reply Alan July 5, 2020 sweltering summer humidity’s a bummer cool in your Hummer? Reply Alan July 6, 2020 the virus that spreads and sends people to their beds lies within their heads Reply Margie July 5, 2020 Pandemic Spring sun beckons and Birds call, “come out! come on out!” But fear fills the air Reply Peter Hartley July 5, 2020 Amendments to my second of three posted together on 3rd July: Shogun if you must Nippon the bullet train with Noh valid ticket. Reply Peter Hartley July 5, 2020 My other two entries now read as follows: Nature’s fire pleases Till Empedocles sneezes And Etna freezes. (I was only practising with the other ones ‘cos I’ve never written a haiku before) How tranquil the sea: Next day’s spring tides gleefully Engulf you and me. Reply Roy E. Peterson July 6, 2020 Other than worrying about who Empedocles is and why he sneezed, I believe for me I like the verse of all three. They rhymed perfectly. Reply Peter Hartley July 6, 2020 EMPEDOCLES AND HIS FLEAS Empedocles’ fleas Fly up with ease, and later Fry in its crater. WISHFUL THINKING If I bawl she’ll fall Down Stromboli and bake ‘er Head in the crater! Joe Tessitore July 6, 2020 Save us from ourselves. Save us from the Evil One. Prayer, in a nutshell. Reply James Allan Kennedy July 6, 2020 When the eagle flies skyward, even the mighty oak tree dreams of wings Reply James Allan Kennedy July 6, 2020 This haiku is withdrawn, July 7, 2020 Reply Stuart Silverman August 3, 2020 Sad that it’s withdrawn. I think it one of the best here. Roy E. Peterson July 6, 2020 Three Haiku Poems Three bear cubs watched men Walking through a sylvan glen. Then mom roared again. Wind blowing like that Upset my calico cat By knocking him flat. Bird nest in a tree. Birdie looking down on me. Timed hit, perfectly. Reply Roy E. Peterson July 6, 2020 Correction for present tense of three haiku poems: Three bear cubs watch men Walking through a sylvan glen. Then mom roars again. Wind blowing like that Upsets my calico cat By knocking him flat. Bird nest in a tree. Birdie looking down on me. Times hits, perfectly. Reply Peter Hartley July 6, 2020 There was a young man from Schleswig-Holstein, who wrote haikus In post-preterite pluperfect tense… (Well, that’s a bit of a non-starter) Cookey Godknows July 15, 2020 The warmth of nature Beckons for humanity To save or destroy Reply Dave Whippman July 6, 2020 Hokusai seascape the tips of the ocean waves sea monster’s claws. Reply Edgardo J. Bungcag July 6, 2020 between empty streets and clear blue summer skies- your Monalisa smile pitchblack summer night two moths flirting in a dance Over my phone’s light there it was your key to our old, cold house- still hooked on my wall Reply Jason Gould July 6, 2020 for just one moment when the night frogs stop chirping an eternity mountain majesties yet still the powerful urge to stare at my phone two weeks overdue still might not arrive today summer thunderstorm Reply Luminita Ignea July 7, 2020 it contains all the vast the Ouroboros – the sea spins tirelessly the same wave Reply Ernesto P. Santiago July 7, 2020 nothing makes a sound, the lone cabin in the woods— I listen to books Reply Thomas July 7, 2020 My shriek is nothing As he keeps swaying my body From this side to that Reply Peter Cooper July 7, 2020 The woods – Narnia The hills – a print by Bruegel Winter – by Nature Waiting for the post I smell mown grass and poppies And summer is scent. Do we find a way By streams, crags and waterfalls Or does it find us? Reply Marcie Wessels July 7, 2020 solitary leaf left behind on withered branch trembles in the wind Reply Marcie Wessels July 8, 2020 hard green tomatoes slow to ripen on the vine oh! blossom end rot Reply Anthony Itopa Obaro July 8, 2020 the virus lockdown signs at the water bus stop: DON’T TREAD ON DUCKS’ EGGS Reply Anthony Itopa Obaro July 8, 2020 the raging wildfire firefighters find a helper in the autumn rain Reply Shiny Titus July 8, 2020 Dark black inky night fireflies light in passion dance bright is now the night. Reply Daniela Misso July 8, 2020 1. an elderly man sleeping on the verandah … wisteria scenting 2. the transparency of a poppy in the wind … your evening dress 3. on my notebook petal of an almond tree … studies on haiku Reply Vandana Parashar July 9, 2020 all alone at home… the moon outside my window keeps a watch on me ****** anger management mom teaches me to sew back the brown bear’s eyes ****** if only I knew you would leave without goodbye —the stillborn baby Reply Marina Bellini July 9, 2020 the second one is my favorite – good work Reply Vandana Parasahar July 9, 2020 Thank you so much, Marina. Loved yours too. Marina Bellini July 9, 2020 * a sweet summer breeze on the floor all scattered unfinished haiku ** dew on my sandals— such a magnificent sight this morning comet Reply Carley July 9, 2020 summer afternoon in the rural reading room librarian and flies Reply Lisa July 9, 2020 the cat chirps and turns her belly up for my touch teeth hidden for now Reply Mia July 9, 2020 Into a lockdown a caterpillar crawling fragile wings unfurls Reply Mia July 10, 2020 second version Into a lockdown a crawling caterpillar fragile wings unfurls Reply Mariela Hernandez July 10, 2020 the caiman’s stare at the edge of the lagoon her innocent long legs * old woman’s face in a colorful wool a dried “frailejón” * our farewell of gliding wings the blue butterfly Reply Joe Tessitore July 10, 2020 He cannot keep up. We leave him on the ice flow. Our hearts stay with him. Reply Marija Mandic July 10, 2020 Round and glistening, The glass is a sweet dewdrop – Red wine tipsiness A thin and bare tree The snow, a plain white canvas – Winter’s poverty My love is a fish A lung-breathing one, and he Only swims in me Reply Carley July 11, 2020 first winter twilight enters the subway station street violinist Reply Yvonne Longden July 11, 2020 Many shades of green Trees are waving tenderly To those who must leave Sheets of rain falling The wind begins its war cry That battle will come Green buds soon bursting Birds are anticipating Raspberries for tea Reply Cookey Godknows July 15, 2020 The warmth of nature Beckons for humanity To save or destroy Reply Mia July 11, 2020 Out on the range a sleek yellow jaguar jungle feverish Reply Mia July 15, 2020 I am now thinking this works better what do you think? jungle feverish a sleek yellow jaguar motorway madness Reply Scott Mason July 11, 2020 the breakers’ white noise from time immemorial . . . my feet in sea foam floating on my back . . . for an instant a seagull eclipses the sun another day spent learning fluid dynamics my beach vacation Reply Julia July 11, 2020 “Torrid Cactus” Thorny cholla arms Stretching golden blooms skyward A prickly love’s plea “Sea Fair-er” Speckled cockle shell Sea orphan, bleached, limned with sand This is time passing “Miss Muffet Regrets…” Spinning silken thread She extracts her nightly home Nocturnal nomad Reply Joe Tessitore July 13, 2020 Cicero proclaims, “History is life’s teacher.” We have failed the course. Reply Carley July 13, 2020 the journey of life but still more and more to see along the long road Reply Sree Sen July 14, 2020 1. Mortality yellow daffodils swaying along concrete path precariously 2. White your letter arrived while I was shoveling snow to clear the driveway 3. Pray curling lines of heat scorched temples of million gods – the poor have no faith Reply Nwachukwu Joseph Okafor July 15, 2020 Orange-yellow sun Rising from the nightly skies Now my pager rings Reply Nwachukwu Joseph Okafor July 15, 2020 Pushing through the earth The green shoot of the bean plant Crushing children’s race Reply Nwachukwu Joseph Okafor July 15, 2020 The cool evening breeze My spirit at blissful ease Distant Floydian Shriek Reply Andrea Smith July 15, 2020 He’s there. He crowned you. But you buried him. Alive He is not broken. That was a cheap trick Poof and abracadabra I know what’s up: Ouch! Howls at the moon Sometimes true love pays the price Rescues her. Swoops in Reply Andrea Smith July 15, 2020 He’s there. He crowned you. But you buried him. Alive He is not broken. Reply David Paul Behrens July 15, 2020 At first we are here Then we are gone with the wind Just how is unclear Reply Ophelia Leong July 15, 2020 Sunflowers greet us Turned towards the lane where you live Sun shines where you are Amongst the flowers Gracing the rolling green hills I opened my heart Crawdads clack their way on top of the slimy rocks unaware of you Reply Mark Starling July 16, 2020 the night is dark … cold but the sky is filled with stars and my dawn approaches Reply Halle Schaffer July 16, 2020 The world’s deadlocked in everlong rivers of hate. It will never end. The skylines shimmer, stretching for infinity with dunes, blazing white. The world is at war, neverending ponds of hate. Love, it’s gone away. Reply Mia July 16, 2020 This are my three now, please ignore my previous submissions Soft, swaying curtains Jasmin-scented evening breeze whispering secrets Into a lockdown a crawling caterpillar fragile wings unfurls Jungle feverish A sleek, yellow jaguar stuck in traffic jam Reply Mia July 16, 2020 sorry these are… Reply FABIYAS MV July 17, 2020 A rose lost its stalk, Alone on the sand, cannot Be the old fair one. Reply Shreyaa Tandel July 17, 2020 #1 Greys await calm Calm awaits greys Petrichor and rain stop by on their way. #2 Edelweiss wilts in longing Anklets slip away afar Does love bloom in a breezy fall? #3 Lotus souls dancing freely. The night above, and the stars below make earth a sun. With nothing but love in sight.. Reply Benjamin T. C. July 17, 2020 Inspired by Takashi Nagai, “the saint of Urakami” Bitterness turns sweet Like dross turns to gold in heat. Glory in the cross. Reply Zuzanna July 17, 2020 #1 Six in the morning. Barefoot on the grass. Thousands of cold dew droplets. #2 light wind on the skin the silent singing of birds evening in the wood *** Greetings from Poland! Reply Mark Starling July 17, 2020 after Ryokan within each snow flake are a thousand plum blossoms even now falling Reply Margherita Ptericcione July 18, 2020 at the street market new dress for an immigrant – lilies of the field ** delicious taste of a watermelon seed – silence break ** summer noon traffic – in the ecodoppler room tense silence Reply Jeff Kemper July 18, 2020 2020 Summer Boys (30 June) While June is sinking, Time’s winking, days now shrinking; Bats are flying not. 2020 Summer in Seattle (1 July) Summer of Love, 2: Rape and loot, and sometimes shoot Mayor: “Stop, not here!” 2020 Summer at My Home (18 July) Children jump and tease. Trees in breeze dancing with ease. Weapons of my hope. Reply Alvin Johnson July 18, 2020 The Amazon tract is called the lungs of the world. Now it is gasping! Reply Alvin Johnson July 18, 2020 In like a lion, more like a ragamuffin. Must be climate change. Reply Delano Britt July 18, 2020 Haiku #1- I am so thirsty. The desert marks cruelty. Snow thus relaxes. Haiku #2- Waves break the branches. The tree shivers with self-doubt. All is calm and well. Haiku # 3- The tornado lives. Why does the life go away? Please, is it real? Reply Theresa Zappe July 18, 2020 Tell me, what largesse Let the mighty Dipper tip Stars across the grass? Frozen feet in snow, Mountain top in rosy glow, Not so far; let’s go! Raucous leaves will race. Moon can’t hold her silver veil Still about her face. Reply Micaela Odría July 19, 2020 A field of daisies I lay silent among them Ne’er to stir again Rustlings in the wind Could it be they call me forth? To take the first step I do not lay still Ripples form throughout the pond Disturbed but alive Reply Edmund Ogedi Onyema July 19, 2020 1. New Rain dawning of Petrichor heralding a blaze of shoots- Tardigrades reborn 2. Lady at the Beach cute betrothed lady basking on sunny beach – enthralling cone snail 3. The Fruit Seller he stood, eyes gaping as she bends to wrap the fruits …the dangling melons! Reply Mark Starling July 19, 2020 white clouds, clear blue skies, a soft breeze and downey grass- who says I am poor? Reply Mark Starling July 19, 2020 Correction: white clouds, clear blue skies, a soft breeze, and softer grass- who says I am poor? Reply Joe T July 19, 2020 My mirror shatters And what most clearly matters Remains to be seen. Reply Mark Starling July 19, 2020 Nice job! Reply Anthony Itopa Obaro July 19, 2020 another downpour approaching motor bikes halt the songs of the frogs Reply Toni Newell July 19, 2020 Toni Newell (Australia) 20th July, 2020 1. Praying for a Lizard Upon a warm rock A lizard basks in the sun Laying, open prey 2. Thirsty Sheep Sheep flock in the sun Water doesn’t quench their thirst The dam is empty 3. Loneliness Cold night descending Home alone and pondering Bottle of vodka Reply Greg Beatty July 20, 2020 Condoms once littered roads after cherry blossoms. Now dirty masks do. Reply Vinayak S July 20, 2020 1. Evokes deep feelings, A relationship begins A naughty smile 2. A bamboo shoot small, Deepens itself in the earth, Heights of ecstasy 3. A lion awakens, The scent travels through the air, A baby gurgles Reply Susan Lee Roberts July 20, 2020 evergreen choir atop high mountain, murmurs… aged crow’s eyes close Reply Sebastián A July 21, 2020 Blinding flashes Fire, smoke, fear, clashes Volcanic ashes Reply Rob Crisell July 21, 2020 Three Haikus for My Chickens I Frost glazes the run, as hens descend from their roost, down feathers flying. II With soft clicks and clucks, the hens watch the full moon rise— the night’s great white egg. III Spring rain beats the roof, the sleeping hens dream of day, feathered souls flying. Reply Alexandra July 21, 2020 Soft winter twilight Covers this cozy cabin I shake the snowglobe Pink and magenta A bouquet of bright jewels Cute plastic flowers A flash of bright gold Prancing, muddy puppy paws Dig up my garden Reply Jiah Dejos July 21, 2020 Leaves Leave Leaves glance once at tree As brewing autumn appears, Falls to the ground, dried. Reply Jiah Dejos July 22, 2020 BIRDS PRAISE Birds singing loud hymns while swaying tails on their cage facing at the king Reply Ching Yuan July 22, 2020 bluebird’s morning flight shock of shadow, flying by through the falling night Reply Erin July 22, 2020 What was Never There Bolt of lightening Waves wrestle an abstract sea A deaf woman sleeps Sun coaxes to rise Blind to the sky’s past anger She writes a letter Oh, bottled letter Afloat on calm gentle blue Never to know rage Reply Ms Orchids July 22, 2020 Fliping the book’s pages Out flows words of unkown ages The scent calms my edge Reply Rider July 22, 2020 Horses mirror you, Red sky morning, night in view; Care they show, you sow. Reply Corinna July 22, 2020 “Outside Warmth” Entry 1 A sweet Summer sun Warms with unmatched radiance Yet I remain numb “Creating” Entry 2 Piercing green eyes glare Watching me through brush, Beware! Yet, I shape their stare “Stay” Entry 3 I pray for thee to stay God’s rays pierce through Earth’s black clouds You last though I fray Reply Miodrag Kojadinović July 23, 2020 My 2005-2015 China, in 3 Haiku disembark cool jet to South China humid heat, find a home for years. Mid-Autumn full Moon as huge campus falls asleep, all night crickets chirp. typhoon flag hoisted, Hong Kong ferries stay berthed, monsoon blows from sea. Reply Mary July 23, 2020 1. Digging through the Earth Excitement in all his hearts The worm swallows on 2. Flowers grow up tall Out of the new backyard pot: The thrown-out toilet 3. The moth tastes sweetness And crawls among bright colors In a soda can Reply Russell July 23, 2020 Twilight drops the sun And it shattered into stars Dawn cleans up the mess Like a drooping “V” Black against a painted sky Hangs the distant bird The sun hides behind Fat clouds frozen in blue glass In comes clumsy wind Reply Lorraine Rizzuto July 23, 2020 Gopher Tortoise digs Finds shelter in deep tunnels Australia fire Fragile coral reefs Climate change kills colonies Fish lose their shelter The long leaf pine trees Supple limbs bend with the winds Hurricane looses Reply Avian July 23, 2020 scribbling down end goals the scratch of bird claws on eaves scouting for a nest Reply Avian July 23, 2020 Correction scribbling down end goals the scratch of bird claws on eaves scouting out to nest Reply Hannah Johnson July 23, 2020 The trees are screaming It happens ev’ry summer Hon, it’s just tree bugs Sand, land and sea meet Entangled and passionate The storm blows always After the first rain I squish the mud in my toes And my face, neck, hands Reply Brylie Major July 24, 2020 Squirming through moist soil Rain persuades worm to surface Plucked by a robin Warm apple cider Auburn leaves float off the maple tree Raked into a pile The river slithers A snake sunbathes in the sun The tree branch then snaps Reply Avian July 24, 2020 mercaptan bellows midst a mirage round the field bumblebees steam by Reply Avian July 24, 2020 Correction: mercaptan boils midst a mirage round the field bumblebees steam by Reply Avian July 24, 2020 black skies spotted with stars tree leaves rustle in the breeze expanding out my eyes Reply Cole A. Martens July 24, 2020 Nonstop Buzzing Phone Never Left Alone Twenty First Century Can Not Run From Time Reply Robert Dickerson July 24, 2020 Tokyo toyota mitsubishi kyoto teriyaki saki translation: September jonquil you’re a little late here, pal– the party’s over. A moment later billows and the bobbing boat say the whale was real. High up in the sky O buzzard, your shadow falls on some patch of earth. Reply Robert Dickerson July 24, 2020 In the sun’s last light a grackle washed its purple off into a puddle. High up in the sky oh buzzard your shadow falls on some patch of earth. Geese High up overhead a heard-abed clamoring hijacking my heart. Reply Alanna July 24, 2020 Feel mud underfoot Walking barefoot through the stream The fish scream unseen Build skyscrapers tall Wonders of man above all Watch as the world falls Not all stop to see to look at nature’s beauty it leaves on the breeze Reply Avian July 25, 2020 Correction stars spot the black skies tree leaves rustle in the breeze expanding out my eyes Reply Ananya July 25, 2020 The haiku are – 1. squirrel losing grip motionless, she fell downwards into my two hands. 2. dropping the mango parrot follows the macaw to snatch back his bell. Reply Jiah Dejos July 25, 2020 KNIGHT OF HOPE A warrior trounce death, yielding shafts of vivid hope, renewing the world. Reply Ayleen A July 26, 2020 The whisper of leaves Rustle on a dancing tree. They say I am free. Reply Ayleen A July 26, 2020 Hues of gold and rose On a berry blue night sky Come and say “goodnight.” Reply Bhavnoor July 26, 2020 Value Broken branches of tree Which were shed on a breezy day Act as home for birds. Reply Rayan Ramadan July 26, 2020 Haiku #1, “Pebbles”: I count the pebbles, as I walk past the evils, my eyes cast downwards Haiku #2, Words: Sore words flow away, down a stream of broken vows, swelling in water. Haiku #3, “A Burden”: My heart beats again, burdened by lungs that breathe and perpetuate life. Reply Claire O. July 26, 2020 visions of your eyes dancing through the turquoise waves archipelago my ghost still loves you kissing you every fall night still waiting for you I saved a cricket lost with laughing cicadas midwest summer storm Reply Joe Tessitore July 27, 2020 We all need to write While there’s still some daylight left. Coming fast, the night. Reply Vanessa Valencia July 27, 2020 Falling like snowflakes The smell of cherry blossoms The vision of blood Reply Marcie Wessels July 27, 2020 the winter wind blows the blackbird repeats his call on a moonless night Reply Joseph Fisher July 27, 2020 again the wrong path, an eerie stillness, these woods… sound of falling leaves Reply Marian Hopwood July 27, 2020 stories in the clouds let all of your secrets go whisper to the wind Reply Esther Bunny Brown July 27, 2020 Here’s the background story about my second haiku entry: I read the article “Exposing the Occult Corona-Initiation Ritual” by Makia Freeman. But then I had to go with my family on the annual trip to Redfish Lake in central Idaho. While I was there, I got a few ideas intuitively. Under cheated stars, dark rituals upon men might make them puppets. (By the first line, I mean astrology being used for evil purposes rather than good ones.) Reply Charlie Nicholas July 27, 2020 Imploding spirit Lost within Suicide’s flood Reaching out for life. Reply VENG Sovannarath July 27, 2020 Crocuses bloom in the freezing place As women ready to shine The light of success. Reply Esther Bunny Brown July 29, 2020 This is not a contest entry, but a suggestion for the entrant, who may decide whether or not to take my advice: Cold crocuses bloom and women prepare to shine the light of success. Reply Michael King July 28, 2020 The fallen rabbit; ensnared, but silent, peaceful; food for the weakened. Reply Jamari July 28, 2020 I walk through the door It shuts quickly behind me And now it’s snowing Reply Jamari Williams July 28, 2020 Forgot to add my last name Reply Jamari Williams July 28, 2020 I walk through the door It shuts quickly behind me And now it’s snowing Reply Kara Howard July 28, 2020 Sunflowers bloom now Stretching to find the daylight No darkness can hide Reply Sarah Harrison July 28, 2020 Oh what I would give Summer rain drifting away To be that raindrop Reply Grace Duncan July 28, 2020 Walking in the cold Opens the body’s window And lets the light in A mountain of dew Gathering on the grass blade Is moved by your faith A lover’s finger As warm as a match’s flame Is food for the soul Reply Bryn E Malizia July 29, 2020 Butterflies The girl in orange dances among the flowers, her wings bent in grace Dandelion Death Bright dandelions, their decapitated heads strewn upon the ground They Always Sink Love is like a stone Skipping into an abyss And used to crush hearts Reply Anastasia Kunda July 29, 2020 War Spring’s clean white roses Blooming purely all alone Now stained in red blood There is Still Life Winter freezes, kills Cold chokes every living thing Sun peeks out- soon spring Robbin Robbing Life Small bird chirps in nest Mother gone. One brother’s push, Falls down to the ground Reply Kayla Hennigan July 29, 2020 DESOLATION Trapped inside myself Time passing like cold wind Longing to be me TWILIGHT The endless night sky Burning stars release questions Morning sun bears none HEALING Falling into earth Heat of the core warms my mind I am all control Reply Lillian Lam July 30, 2020 Haiku 1: Blue Crane Stars in the vast sea Leaves the feather of blue cranes Flying toward mountains Haiku 2: Mystic Deer The forest of rain A light twinkle of mist covers Deer softly appears Haiku 3: Forest Wind Relaxed with green life Wonders of animals pass As zyphers flow by Reply Sally Stiles July 30, 2020 at the garden gate only my shadow passes the locked entryway from the bleeding hearts a hummingbird emerges humming an old tune Reply Sally Stiles August 2, 2020 How nice to have a deadline in order to continue to revise. first day of college: only my shadow steps through the front entrance gate from the columbine a hummingbird emerges whistling a blues tune into this haiku about a gnarled apple tree a robin appears Reply Nora Linn July 31, 2020 STARRING Nightingale’s sorrow resonated in melancholy night my heart echoed SAD STEPS There used to be rose petals where we stood, now I can only feel thorns SELF-DESTRUCTION My soul is tired Fighting my worst enemies Me, myself, and I Reply Nora Linn July 31, 2020 Correction to the first poem: STARRING Nightingale’s cry resonates in sorrow night my aching heart rings Reply Nora Linn August 1, 2020 Final correction: decided to only include two haiku poems. SAD STEPS There used to be rose petals where we stood, now I can only feel thorns SELF-DESTRUCTION My soul is tired Fighting my worst enemies Me, myself, and I Karina July 31, 2020 Sweltering cadence Seduce me at sea again Cerulean eyes Heavy in my chest An ambiguous request Taste my earth again Night in the desert Encumbered me with this ache Scorpion kisses Reply Grace A Krage July 31, 2020 People in my head Trapped like wind, Howling to be Released by my pen Buffeted like leaves She wanders through the masses stealing all she can Trees tell many tales I see the stories written there in ink on paper Reply E. O. J. July 31, 2020 It rains once more, but Spring showers bring May flowers Love is in the air Summer afternoons Spent lounging in the hot sun With someone I love Leaves fall from the trees Warm evenings begin to cool Where has my love gone? Reply E. V. Wyler July 31, 2020 Haiku #1: bright sunbeams shimmer twinkling on wavy waters horizon’s diamonds Haiku #2: lollipop flowers white, scalloped pickets “no trespassing” sign Haiku #3: perfect symmetry unfolding kaleidoscope monarch butterfly Reply E. V. Wyler July 31, 2020 Correction: Haiku #2 lollipop flowers scalloped, white picket fences “No Trespassing” signs Reply E. V. Wyler July 31, 2020 Haiku #2 Correction: lollipop flowers scalloped white picket fences “No Trespassing” signs Reply Rider With No Name July 31, 2020 Horses mirror you, Red sky morning, night in view; Care they show, you sow. Pain is a ladder Shedding skins of dark matter Climb! Kill the doubter. I am not a God, But I know why you are here; Be true, love, forbear. Reply Zachary Dilks July 31, 2020 “Wonder Over Wander” How wild the spirit In all of humanity Silenced and longing “Living” Offering a soul Where the sunlight beams anew Waiting on thunder “Independence” Burn like July sun With fire at our fingers Snuffed out in fall’s rise Reply Crystal G. August 1, 2020 -Light vs Dark- The wind sings behind Sun glimmers through the curtains My eyes close to black ‘Rona’ Fear covers her face Contagions fill the dense air She stands strong for them ‘Goodnight’ In the grass, bear sleeps A quiet day full of peace Shot all for a game Reply Will Conway August 1, 2020 White feathers fluttering soar curving in blue above red squirrel “whhurring” Reply Csilla Toldy August 1, 2020 1. Passing a river a smell of antiseptic. Did you wash your hand? 2. The empty snail shell reminds of old defences – not needed, but missed. Reply Raymond H Gallucci August 1, 2020 The sun and the surf, Summer’s traditional turf, Uninhabited. The birds and the bees, Virus carried by the breeze, Fly oblivious. Prejudice in stone, Carved warmly, but now grown cold, Returns to the earth. Reply Sandip Saha August 1, 2020 Earthquake in the sea Triggers tsunami on land Radiation spreads Incessant rainfall Inundates village cottage Snake befriends human Himalayan monk Meditates for lord Siva Snow submerges hut Reply Madison Baker August 1, 2020 1. Evening’s glow enchants Waves crash through the setting sun Final gasp for air 2. Currents flee turtles Bears of white swim through waters Global Warming’s grasp 3. A torrential rain Children splash in new puddles Museum’s new Oil Painting Reply Madison Baker August 1, 2020 Haiku #3 Correction: A torrential rain Children splash in new puddles Museum’s Oil Painting Reply Con Chapman August 1, 2020 Crew Haiku It is autumn now– My son sculls on the river. I am left behind. Reply Erica D. August 1, 2020 #1 Wild wind, where’d you go? Over oceans, through windows - home is in the flow. #2 Sheer curtains flowing, the moon peeks in to kiss me goodnight — quietly. Reply Thomas E Schmidt August 1, 2020 August occasion, bells toll for school to resume— my pupils contract. Reply Emory Jones August 1, 2020 Haiku Sequence Yellow butterflies Flitting across green meadows Like dancing sunshine The insect monarchs Skimming with orange and black wings Holding court in spring. Butterflies resting In the shade of the oak trees Like forest jewels. Reply Kathy Gilbert August 1, 2020 Hanna Hosannah Hurricane havoc hoists his Horrid wall; hurray! Reply Dean Robbins August 1, 2020 2020 Haiku Competition Spring The box trap, submerged, frozen winter long, thaws, and the squirrel within. Early Flower Dawn’s rose I give you for morning’s when you wake to skies of steel gray. September Sunrise Steam from my coffee ascends to the painted sky, watering it down. Reply Jeremy Li August 1, 2020 During chilling winds, Birds recall halcyon days To remember warmth Reply Andrew Alexander Mobbs August 1, 2020 Haiku 1 A solar death kiss, Yet the potted pansies thrive, Quaff pandemic tears. — Haiku 2 Tilt your axis, Earth, Towards equinoctial rebirth– Vernal virus lurks. — Haiku 3 Stoic hawk screeches Like a kettle left on flame. Somewhere, mountains dance. Reply MK Punky August 1, 2020 When my Japanese friend gives me homemade rice balls they taste like summer Reply Luigi Pagano August 1, 2020 A threatening sky predicts a violent storm. Garden under threat Reply Luigi Pagano August 1, 2020 The leaves are falling: hazelnut trees, now undressed, shiver in the cold. Reply luigi Pagano August 1, 2020 The grass is too wet. Idle gardeners are glad: no more lawn mowing. Reply Nikki Humphries August 1, 2020 1. the sun celebrates as flowers dance in sweet warmth but the ice queen lurks 2. the smells of earth grow a new adventure begins she gives Death a kiss 3. smoky clouds signal the sparks and embers glisten up in flames I go Reply Vrinda Nair August 1, 2020 1} Winter pink cheeks came along withe a gift for the princess 2} Withering leaf fell into many places as landscape of mind 3} Polar lights of night thundering sound brings the shades of human Reply Claire M de la Grange August 1, 2020 Wood nymphs flittering All faerie wood emblazon Day lends length to night Reply Claire M de la Grange August 1, 2020 Twilight summons wings Chasers falconing the chased Footprints on a lake Reply Diana Woodcock August 1, 2020 Haiku 1 on the Zambezi I float dragonfly-easy laze like crocodile Haiku 2 hot shamal blowing hillocks and wadis cracking the Red Moon dwindling Haiku 3 the red-faced mud snake glides over the fissured earth without faltering Reply Nefertiri McDonald August 1, 2020 1. “Watery Mirrors” She is lying there Raindrops pelting her grave frame Now above, I’m her. Reply Lauren Richards August 1, 2020 Flower petal lips Attached to the one he loves Wither six feet deep Reply Derek Bland August 1, 2020 Paper enfolds rocks. Seven-times-folded paper blunts blades. Paper wins! Reply Joe Cleetus August 2, 2020 1. Monsoon rain tableau – Sun emerges to refract A double rainbow 2. Summer symphony – Azans call, koels wail, in Tuneful euphony! 3. In spring for a game Butterflies flit randomly – Lacking any aim. Reply Lee Goldberg August 2, 2020 Wind sings and I smile. Wind brings rain and I rejoice! Wind breaks I exhale. Reply Esther Bunny Brown August 2, 2020 The idea for the haiku was the Shoshone Ice Caves, which are about fifteen miles (or five-and-twenty kilometers) north of Shoshone, Idaho. Under lava rocks is a lava tube ice cave with lost coins and bucks. A circle of ice in the aforementioned attraction has dollar bills and coins tossed onto it by tourists, reminiscent of a wishing well. Reply Bradathon Nu August 2, 2020 Leaves blow in the wind. I wish that I could join them. They travel too fast. Reply Bradathon Nu August 2, 2020 The soil beneath me. Remains still at all times, yet- Feels much more alive. Reply Bradathon Nu August 2, 2020 Rabbits hops and hop. Wandering through their domain. I am ever still. Reply Alessio Zanelli August 2, 2020 seated on a rock in front the mountain rises days of old pass by Reply Manfred Dietrich August 2, 2020 Dancing in spring breeze lilies on the riverbank summon butterflies. ************************* Riverbank lilies suckle bees and hummingbirds; I sway to their hum. ************************* Pidgeons on the roof warble summer harmonies with their soft high coos. Reply Grace Lee August 2, 2020 1. The wind gently blows On a field full of flowers, A scene in my dreams. 2. Winter has arrived. The weather should be colder. Why is it warmer? 3. The end of summer I should go on a trip soon Autumn has arrived. Reply Amy Losak August 2, 2020 that eye in the sky lidded with pieces of cloud … the sun or the moon? firefly wishes adding a touch of lightness to the shortest day a squirrel’s tail furls around a fallen birdbath … the world in my yard Reply Cheryl Corey August 2, 2020 1. Every flower fades; Summer ends as it begins – Seed returns to seed. 2. A late summer swim, but caught by an undertow; Neptune culls the herd. 3. The June days grow long, but summer grants a short lease. Will you strum the lyre? Reply Philip J Kowalski August 2, 2020 HOMERIC HAIKU Far down firmaments Helios’ chariot wends– Hot summer days end. Reply Elizabeth Munoz August 2, 2020 #1: Soil smeared mother’s face Tucks me into a lush bed Sleep sound, my Tulip #2 Wind chills caress cheeks Metal frost seeps through glove’s clutch She jumps off the swing #3 A warm sleeper train Sunlight strikes, blushing soft cheeks Streaming tears cool skin Reply Ronald Williams August 2, 2020 firefly in flight bio-luminescence bright a seasonal light Reply Dave Whippman August 2, 2020 Footsteps on hard snow, Intense as soft-voiced secrets, Whispers of winter. Reply Dave Whippman August 2, 2020 A clock is ticking The granite mountains of years to pebble-seconds. Reply Derek Bland August 2, 2020 New season, fresh songs, old guitar, tune strings, top E too taut – SPRING! Ouch Reply Issatou Diallo August 2, 2020 Land of liberty Opportunity rains down But for whom, I ask Reply Emory D. Jones August 3, 2020 Yellow butterflies Flitting across green meadows Like dancing sunshine The insect monarchs Skimming with orange and black wings Holding court in spring. Butterflies resting In the shade of the oak trees Like forest jewels. Reply Landon Porter August 3, 2020 TITHE Fences billow steam, Return to heaven one-tenth The gift – offering. Reply Landon Porter August 3, 2020 Autumn loses grip; Old Man Winter tightens his; Mine pours a whiskey. Reply Terry L. Norton August 3, 2020 1. Heights of thinnest air, Uneven sharp sierras, Cold judgmental peaks. 2. Flowing little stream, I cup my hand across you. Still the water runs. 3. Sleepless soul’s dark night, Cacophonic caterwauls. Felines fornicate. Reply Anu Reddy August 3, 2020 Cherry blossoms glide A cloud of pink dusts the earth As lips touch slowly A babbling brook Stumbles and trips on its way Into mother’s arms Rain drops softly fall Sliding down a window pane Caught in a white cloth Reply Emory Jones August 3, 2020 These are nice. I like the connection with human emotion and actions. Reply Katherine Combs August 3, 2020 1. Like petals falling past the maiden flush of spring ash coats the forest 2. From volcanic wrath and skeleton quiet woods, a sprout emerges 3. Pebble skips along the frozen stream’s silver path loosed from rocky banks Reply Emory D. Jones August 4, 2020 These haiku seem to be positive and hopeful. I like them. Reply Linda Marie Hilton August 3, 2020 the sunset has pulled sherbet taffy across the sky: hot sticky sweet. dew drops on rose blooms quiver then slide inside to quench a beauty’s thirst. the silent sound of snow sifting through bare branches wraps me in warm furs. Reply Edward Gutt August 3, 2020 Nature Reveres Itself Winds Blow and Trees Bow – Thankful for Clouds Bringing Rain That Bless the Sacred Trees. Cycles Dusk – Day Becomes Night. Hope Dwindles, but Faith Remains… Dawn – Night Becomes Day. Natures Power Crack – Tremendum. Fear. Lightning Striking Somewhere Near. Obscure to Mind’s Ear. Reply Jessica Hoard August 3, 2020 young stray allows me to stroke her growing belly cherry blossoms bloom umbrellas crossing the rain-wet street below us petals in a stream the spring’s first sighting of the buzzy hummingbird last day of chemo Reply Nathalie Savannah Slaughter August 3, 2020 Haiku #01 I sit at the tree every Summer waiting for the times we once had Haiku #02 The smell of burning in the crisp December air beckoning past ghosts Haiku #03 She awakens spring with her presence as the dead wail for their once queen Reply Mary McKay August 3, 2020 1. The last flying fox Heads home with beating wing as Evening softly falls. 2. The joy of seeing Through dark’ning trees tonight a Golden crescent moon. 3. Cat by the screen door at the crepuscular hour the moon in her eyes. Reply Stuart Jay Silverman August 3, 2020 shreds of iron rust a temple bell tolls and a cricket answers “spring” // I intended italics, not ” “, but my computer won’t italicize here// a chorus of crows petals purple as plums fall something like perfume the cat tests the air half the year gone already rain digs in its heels Reply Seth August 4, 2020 Crickets pierce the night The smell of cut grass and rain I awake in sweat Reply Debra Mascarenhas August 4, 2020 [ floating cotton balls ] floating cotton balls crashed together thunderstorms Reply Debra S Mascarenhas August 4, 2020 [ desert storm ] desert storm date palms uprooted 2000 dates on the sand Reply Debra Mascarenhas August 4, 2020 haiku 25.1.17 crack in the wall, sun rays designs art in the dark Reply Angela Chen August 4, 2020 fall resurfaces, obi dark with pondwater. warm vengeance stirring. Reply Francis DiClemente August 4, 2020 Rain pounds the sidewalk. Wind swirls. Tree limbs scrape window. Toddler looks and waves. Reply Akaninyene Ntia August 4, 2020 One Rose on a field Dances and falls with the breeze And paints a picture Reply Oluwasegun Oluseyi Adesina August 4, 2020 Nagasaki Day — from the tree a group of bats fleeing to the sky waning harmattan . . . the village chief waits longer for a less hot pap snapping the cherries and crocuses all day long . . . the moon walks us home Reply Stuart August 4, 2020 “the moon walks us home” is a lovely line, beautiful image. Joel Scarfe August 4, 2020 dozing in his boat – fish scatter their phosphorus at the splash of oar a sorrowful night – the tedious politics of obdurate rain laughter from next door – you put your empty bottle in the grubby bin Reply John Petraglia August 4, 2020 Late April morning Wild, yellow, spiking tendrils Yes, Forsythia! Mountain waterfall Drift off to secluded thought The thunder returns! Cascading waters Mossy, verdant hideaway Gentle spray, deep thoughts. Reply Sondra Rosenberg August 4, 2020 two moons this clear spring night–one drifts among the stars, one floats in the lake cicadas shatter evening stillness–I dream of runaway horses snowflakes settle in my flower bed–white blossoms, livening dry stalks Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.