Originally posted on Haiku For Living: . corner shop man with a bag hurries home the hurtling streets ? The day of the last leaf-fall. The cold wind gusts hard and dins in the branches of the tall sycamores. The air is alive with the falling. Larger leaves dance and blow in the fitful air;…

Originally posted on Vento del giorno: ? Shimei Terajimma , ca 1915-1925 velo di luna – più profondo il silenzio dopo la pioggia hazy moon – deeper the silence after the rain *** inverno intorno – rosso di tulipani una promessa winter around – the red of the tulips a promise ? © A.M.

Originally posted on Trent's World (the Blog): I search for your scent Have you sought me as I you? Is our tie still strong? Sometimes I have to wonder If it is all in my mind — — This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge.  The key words today were “Bond” and “Seek”.  Following her…

#Haiku Happenings #7: Xenia Tran’s latest #haibun for my current #haikai challenge!

Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): 黄昏の残響として星冴ゆる　　　本田　巌 tasogare no zankyô to shite hoshi sayuru             as reverberation             of a dusk             stars spark with coldness                                                 Iwao Honda from ‘Haidan,’ (‘Haiku Stage’) a monthly haiku magazine, February 2017 Issue, Honami Shoten, Tokyo

Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes: Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge has once again worked its magic and I’m afraid there are going to be a lot of Raven and associated haiku this week. This one is specially for Frank. ? Storm crow’s beady eye watches sword arms rise and fall, soul harvest to reap.

Originally posted on the other bunny: miniatures: 6 a flush in the hand you are holding still enough to compensate for the death that waits due north of this death your pulse syncopates— scag clouds – miniatures: 16 taking the chance the thrill the not knowing the him the her the me or any of…

Originally posted on revivedwriter: This week, Frank J. Tassone is suggesting that we write about ravens this week. I tried to avoid talking about Poe’s raven, but it’s very hard. I ended up with something that takes the word in another direction, after several attempts at a creative response. Ravens bearing bread Fed Elijah in…