Tejendra Sherchan

nightmare

snake strangles my daughter

my tightened hands

—Tejendra Sherchan

Neena Singh

window view—

the morning moon climbs

the honeysuckle

—Neena Singh

red trumpet lilies...

the neighbor’s garden

mirrors ours

—Neena Singh

granny’s hand—

the tree trunk too

life-lined

—Neena Singh

Mile Lisica

deep forest-

yellow leaves teach me

indifference

—Mile Lisica

Dimpimoni Goswami

Grandma's tales

among this evening's listeners

a stray mongrel 

—Dimpimoni Goswami 

Bernadette O'Reilly

station clock

tracking its way down the years

her smile

—Bernadette O'Reilly

Transition, a haibun by David Ngo

Ever since Mum made me a kite and I gazed up at the sky, I believed I could fly like Ultraman and E.T, and I wondered what adventures we could have. I once believed the ultimate goal was to break free from the line and follow the wind into the vast. Now I cherish holding on to the final moment. 

high above 

drifting silent 

a bird

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Anthony Ward

Michaelmas daisies

a chorus of bees

sings out the silence

—Anthony Ward

Steve Van Allen

handicap parking

how odd

I feel young and healthy

—Steve Van Allen

Marla Sterling

lustrous ice

waiting to swim

the dancing ducks

—Marla Sterling

Alvin B. Cruz

reading his epitaph

I have fought

the good fight

a leaf drifting

down the stream

—Alvin B. Cruz

dawn fishing

he catches

a glimpse of stars

—Alvin B. Cruz

Alexis Rotella

snowfall

the cat's meows

soften

—Alexis Rotella

Adrian Bouter

lovers' lane

night rain filling

beer cans

—Adrian Bouter

petting zoo

the one lamb

choosing us

—Adrian Bouter

Mona Bedi

bonsai garden—

the way little things

matter

—Mona Bedi

deep winter

more bone than skin

on mother’s hands

—Mona Bedi

leafless tree the children we lose to war

—Mona Bedi

a crescent

in the old dog's eyes

winter mist

—Mona Bedi

leaky tap I let out a gossip

—Mona Bedi

Tony Williams

ménage à trois

now à deux—

dead robin

—Tony Williams

the way

no one notices

a cherry tree in winter

—Tony Williams

Anna Goluba

thick woods

covered with moss

forgotten dreams

—Anna Goluba

Sharon Ferrante

clearing my mind

the sickle moon

pierces the pine

—Sharon Ferrante

on the last train no-one waving goldenrods

—Sharon Ferrante

Eugeniusz Zacharski

sparrows take the place

of crows in my haiku…

winter’s end

—Eugeniusz Zacharski

Robert Witmer

snowflakes

melting against the window

old photographs

—Robert Witmer

Vandana Parashar

twilit dusk

the city below nothing

but fireflies

—Vandana Parashar

Sunday choir

the gentle swaying

of bluebells

—Vandana Parashar

Susan Burch

 divorce papers losing my breath

—Susan Burch