Fired up Haiku

 

By Ishan Anagh

grey morning

along an eagle’s flight

the passing sky

Ishan Anagh

 

a bookmark…

carried from book to book

endings

Ishan Anagh

 

late afternoon –

my father’s voice

growing old in the wind

Ishan Anagh

By Melissa Laussmann

first buds

heed its call

spring moon

Melissa Laussmann

cherry blossoms–

this ephemeral life

whispers in the dark

Melissa Laussmann

 

twilight breeze–

the scent of jasmine

lingers on her robe

Melissa Laussmann

By Susan Yavaniski

pollinator patch

Mother Earth

on life support

Susan Yavaniski

dark sky sanctuary

the Dipper catches

another satellite

Susan Yavaniski

mud season

up to my ears

in travel brochures

Susan Yavaniski

melting glacier

a loophole

in the law

Susan Yavaniski

By Joanna Ashwell

day moon

just a fable

in darkness

Joanna Ashwell

 

night lantern

the wishing star

of a dream

Joanna Ashwell

 

snow dark

the inner silence

of a wish

Joanna Ashwell

By Wanda Amos

head banging

to a backbeat

the mosh pit mayhem

Wanda Amos

common sense calls…

breaking the glass ceiling

with self-belief

she cuts through

the bullshit

Wanda Amos

 

 

 date night where to now

Wanda Amos

 

pressing snooze

...again

the cat and i

Wanda Amos

By Sharon Ferrante

waning moon

the point he tries to make

fading

Sharon Ferrante

he can’t sleep

so he writes me a poem

about the cricket

in the corner

that never sleeps

Sharon Ferrante

afternoon tea

strong stories

brewing

Sharon Ferrante

a long day

I shake the regrets

from my wings


Sharon Ferrante

By Richard Bailly

primeval atom

expanding infinitely

time and space

Richard Bailly

heading

toward the coast

night rain

Richard Bailly

By Maya Daneva

spring deepens   the colour of this tree


Maya Daneva

marshy lake

on either side

mating frogs

Maya Daneva

By Govind Joshi

valley of flowers

entering the twilight

mountain trail
 

Govind Joshi

early departure

the silence

of the chicks

Govind Joshi

By Ruth Holzer

 

reaching

through the chain-link fence

one white iris

Ruth Holzer

at the end

of the familiar journey

this time

I won't find mom or dad

or anyone I know

Ruth Holzer

By Alvin B. Cruz

in the woods

a loneliness silenced

by birdsong

Alvin B. Cruz

hospice window

moonlight enters

without permission

Alvin B. Cruz

By Ann Sullivan

the next day

      alone

with a wishbone

Ann Sullivan

                                     butterflies

   the wind catches up

Ann Sullivan

By Adrian Bouter

rain all night you were there

Adrian Bouter

cat's purr nothing can hurt us now

Adrian Bouter

By petro c.k.

what's mine is yours

what's yours is mine

                     windstorm

petro c.k.

the vulnerability

of being seen

soaring hawk

petro c.k.

By Kelly Sargent

sea foam

combing the knots

from the wind

Kelly Sargent

spring sky sparrows discovering my vocal c(h)ords

Kelly Sargent

By Bryan Rickert

seasonal sadness settling into raven song

Bryan Rickert

eclipse

the time it takes

poppies to close

Bryan Rickert

By Mike Gallagher

gnomes

frost-blanched

boots

Mike Gallagher

a butterfly

its shadow disappearing

into shade


Mike Gallagher

the lioness

a mother sensing

danger


Mike Gallagher

By Deborah P Kolodji

barking

at the sea wind

wolf moon


Deborah P Kolodji

constant bird chatter

silently I sit

with butterflies


Deborah P Kolodji

synchronized swimming

long-beaked dolphins

jump the waves

Deborah P Kolodji

ring cluster

through the telescope

our distance


Deborah P Kolodji

By Louise Hopewell

wishing well

the orange question mark

of a koi

Louise Hopewell

droning cicadas

a fairy wren flits

shadow to shadow


Louise Hopewell

By cp howes

on a pond

steps to the sun

water lilies

cp howes

 

cryptic postcards

From interstellar lasers

crop circles

cp howes

By Nalini Shetty

morning coffee

the bitter taste

of yesterday’s news

Nalini Shetty

dinner for one

the candle burns

at both ends

Nalini Shetty

unfollow button

friendship reduced

to a click

Nalini Shetty

By Ravi Kiran

first cruise

the destination

doesn’t matter

Ravi Kiran

 

deep within

the shifting sands

camel tracks

Ravi Kiran

 

sometimes in sync

the legs

of flamingos

Ravi Kiran

By Hassane Zemmouri

lonely as my goldfish bubbles of past memories

Hassane Zemmouri

By Tuyet Van Do

afternoon drive

in the passenger seat

fur baby

Tuyet Van Do

By Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

language of flowers

does lilac have an accent

in the English garden

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

two lines on the test

my girlfriend is going to have

a coronavirus

Marcellin Dallaire-Beaumont

By Vishal Prabhu

prayer beads

tugging at the nought

between creations

Vishal Prabhu

By Chen-ou Liu

all that

remains

down

to

the dark

alone

Chen-ou Liu

where were you born?

a neighbor's knife-sharp question ...

near the fence

I see green leaves and buds

on a maple tree stump

Chen-ou Liu

my body lies

next to my wife's for years

and yet

in a corner of my mind

this woman in red

Chen-ou Liu